Contracting to quarantining

Virus of all kind, playing with our mind,
Our whole thought process has entertwined..
We have come to the road where life is on rewind,
Answer to any question, we can't seem to find..
Apprehension of end we have succumbed,
But how to stop this chilling rush of blood...

Having not much of a future clue,
Finding solace and sailing through...
Nobody had idea and no one knew,
That life for all will have same paradoxical view..
Apprehension of end we have succumbed,
But how to stop this chilling rush of blood...
 
With any minor complication , first you quarantine,
Then it was nothing but a matter of time..
Bodies here and there ,Bodies all around,
Lying in queue in the graveyard compound..
Apprehension of end we have succumbed,
But how to stop this chilling rush of blood....

Relatives ,friends and children waiting in dispair,
What an end of lives, with no proper byes...
No hyms,  No chants, No corals , No mantra,
Not even a chance to flow in brahmaputra...
Apprehension of end we have succumbed,
But how to stop this chilling rush of blood...