Dead Body of Mine

Image courtesy: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vaitarna_River_(mythological)

In the dark and deep slender woodland,
I found a sleeping dead body of mine;
The flesh was strongly rotten and,
The bone was decayed lying beside the stone.

“I”, the soul, dream and dwell
The huge hollow wood speaks swell,
Though it sounds anomalous and adventurous
From far a distance, it’s dark and too dangerous.

Quiet strange! Scared of me and detested,
Though the God put perpetual effort in hospital’s bed
Like the Norsemen and Vikings of Scandinavia in the middle age.
“Coronavirus” is a big threat in this digital age.

Power is dispersed in the countries of the world,
Mobsters are still violent to grasp the world;
Covid-19, a crazy guy making chain of human, alive
To value the hygiene rather than money, putting aside.

The ferocious voices, vibrating through wind
Slowly flutters in the dead body in soul’s dream,
Ironically makes a cube of twinge and sinful strain
To cross the Vaitarani River by cow’s tail in King Yama’s domain.

The invincible power of nature and soul
The shining immortality, the pearl of pond
Cures the dead body purifying as a whole
And summons the life to embed soul.