Pandemic Nonentity

Pandemic Nonentity   Conversion of life to vegetation wasn’t ceremonious. It happened as a normal Sun rise in March. Wake up, feel ecstasy, of nonentity. Sweet liberty of laziness. My negation to justice, Made me a rock of rigidness.   Existence of a plant. No threats from time, space and to do notes. Movable, still immovable. Pleasure of pretext is a mirth. Miseries, demises all around, rigid I remain. Remembrance repeat, have a job, not to do. Taught with my expertise,   to lifeless images of torsos in monitor. Outside window humans stare each, and repeat infected is the other. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Mohan Kumaran P, Collegepalli, Post-Bolpur, Dist. Birbhum, West Bengal-731204. mohansanti@gmail.com Cell-+91 9474831475/8250611738