Holidays Departed

Perhaps the world has stayed still

And we have forced it to move.


The lockdown continues,

The bells ring as the lights twinkle.


Families unite,

However, there’s no fluidity in sight.


The air grew colder,

And somehow expectations arose;

Reminding us all of what could’ve been,

what should’ve been.


Yet the food is supposed to fill us up,

The drinks lighten the mood.

Whichever way we run,

 we can’t escape.


We can’t focus on the power 

We hold at a time of solitude

Except the agonizing desperation that comes with it.


But days fly, weeks pass by

without us giving yet a single smile

to a stranger walking by,

Since we’re just too busy to remember.

And we’re still running from the obvious.


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