Poetry is a reflection of a mind. Only you can see it through letters, being written in an ordinary paper. Through faces that's staring deep into the water. Asking so many why's, searching for the how's of this one in a million life.
She is like a Grim Reaper, fetching the souls of those who have died because of Corona Virus. With the bell and a song to leave to those who have been left behind. An official entry to BWRC One Shot Contest : CoronaVirus Christmas Carol. Awards : 2nd Place (Overall Winners) Best in Title Award ...