by Sukanya Basu Malik
Not sure if it is the corona,
Or if it is my copious poetic vision,
But from where I observe,
The colour of the sky has altered,
The water of the creeks have relinquished their crystal clear shine, The glow of the magnificent moon has faded,
& The sun now has a silhouette.
There’s a shadow everywhere, All around this planet,
A shrug of all things bad,
Over the sleeves of the good,
A dusty membrane of mankind’s bad deeds, Over nature’s elegant foliage,
And this will now remain forever!
What we do to nature is like a scratch on a thermal paper, The one they use for printing bills,
If you scratch it once,
The imprints will remain,
Remain forever!
Sukanya Basu Mallik is an undergraduate student researcher, social entrepreneur, multi-genre author, film and book critic. Having published in various journals, magazines, and anthologies nationally and internationally she’s released two
books of her own. Currently, she is running an online literature festival. Her works can be seen on Reader’s Digest, Times Of India, Sahitya Akademi Bimonthly Journal, Lucidity Int. Poetry Journal, SEAL (South East Asian Literature) festival anthologies and AIPF Int. Anthology (Austin International Poetry Festival).
