A poem about the arrival of Covid 19. The loss of life, the congruence that ensued to maintain some form of normalcy, while chasing for a cure.

This poem talks about how the mind works. The flow of thoughts often defines the mood of the thinker. What are you thinking about now? Wow, wow, wow. Easy!.

We often go to beach for fun.Some times we go there for sea food too.The seaside market is a poem about a family's experience.