Pandemic Haiku by Pravat Kumar Padhy
- The Alipore Post
- Jun 14, 2020
- 1 min read
empty roads--
wind travels over
the distance
early morning
the nurse replaces
a weathered flower
migrant labourers
the footprints hidden
in darkness
isolation ward--
stretched handprints
and faded screams
traffic square--
for days the signals
remain colourless
