Year of indoors
staying in a room
watching the flat ceiling
changing its colour
visit to kitchen and bed
that became a ritual
Days of aloofness
now the world of mine
questions when shall you take a peek
mustering up courage
one decides to venture out
what if the germs attack
the feet stop
with beating heart inside
alas
one day
the time is ripe
they finally greet the morning starlight
only to dismay
the visit to doctor beside
for a slight fever
in a curiosity
what it shall be
which germ attacks oneself
ahhhh
relief
Its the changing season
subsides back to bed
glaring at the flat roof instead
few days pass
as receding waves
days of illness are back again
now it’s a visit to a dentist instead
dental affairs start
with new experiments
shall all the visits be a hospital instead?