Catastrophe

The catastrophe doesn't seem to end ,
The agony, the chaos, the grief looms large at evey bend .....
The only way to survive is to stay cocooned ,
Every home is an island now, stay marooned !!!
I am not denying the big gory picture ,
But should I tell what I miss by this miniscule creature ...
And please don't label it as my insensitivity ,
These might seem trivial , but vital for my sensibility ...
I miss loitering around , feasting on what the shop windows display ...
The online shopping isn't entertaining that way !!!
Chatting n sharing lunch with my bae ...
Dreams of delectable dishes still stays ....
The relaxing evening strolls in the park used to be a treat,
The pleasantries , the familiar nods when I traverse my street....
The early morning smiling wishes , greeted with innocent divine faces,
Looking forward to the scintilating laughter n the maddening noises,
The screeching sound while writing on the board ,
The smeared hands with the dusted chalk ...
How I wish I could go back in those times ...Just like a sci fi rewind button,
Savouring every single second
With no complaints to lament!!!!!!!
- Afaaf