٭٭٭Poetry***

Last sunset (POEM NAME)

An 87-year-old man 

with ample virtue

and warmth;

Spending his life

In a far-flung city of 

China, to wit, Wuhan.

Now, known as, 

dreary city of China, 

So vast a fiasco,

the coronavirus bout

pruned the wings of 

hope.

One rugged riot and with 

shock of it, 

With guarding face masks, 

they coated their faces,

They, walking down 

the sick lanes of City 

Wuhan,

Nagging around nature,

Reckoning around tragedy

Remarking all bodies perishing;

For works, all halted

All tales more sweetly 

got scorched.

The face of nature 

With no more mercy,

All withered alike, but 

a grim tone lies in the 

same rosy muse,

Here the same 

local resident old man 

got infected;

Family bothering,

Relatives worrying,

Friends moving 

toward,

However, the virus 

nuzzled him barely

from some incognito

spot ;

Yet the uncertainty buckled 

them all;

The elderly man hospitalized 

for almost a month,

Thereon his eyes with 

a gleaming glow, and

salty tears when began to

flow,

He sighed and yearned

to regard duly his last wish;

Reflected recent jewels

and endorsed the day 

by beholding the most

gratifying sensation

of the Last sunset in the 

city Wuhan,

And outside the 

hospital, the colors 

of ripping 

mellowed his each 

part that then began 

to live again on the 

fresh hope.
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ADIL ADNAN

CORONAVIRUS

Loathe the corona and 

Ravenous is its class 

that slew the innocuous 

And hieratic souls with a 

slashing wave 

Perilous and unjust--yet 

tore all apart awfully,

In rueful sobs, thou should 

see the grimy essence of 
nature

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***Writer Introduction***

ADIL ADNAN:

Adil Adnan is a poet, writer, columnist, translator, Ghazal writer ,motivational speaker,blogger and reviewer from Tral Kashmir (J and k). He Has contributed poems to various reputed magazines and also published his poetry book "Tears fall in my heart ".Furthermore, he is the co-author of many international anthologies.