Pradnya Surve
I was once free
To move around
I roamed in the city
Progressed in leaps and bounds.
Then he came along
Attacked and conquered
I was shackled
Bound by commands
That I must obey
Captive in quarantine
Masked else I may die
But we are now together
Though we don’t hold hands
I am now bound in love
Affection and care.
The determination to fight
To break free from shackles
Is bound to take me
Out of captivity
There will be again connectivity
I will roam again
In the city
Nice poem!
The nature of bonds keeps changing
A true reflection of our times. Love the hopeful ending.
Hopeful ending💚💚💚let’s hope for the best
Absolute truth in today’s world