POEM

Corona has wasted time of all.
It is deformed virus.
It is breaking the house of others.
It is crazy to break others.
It is fake and worst to people.
Touch with this is worst.
Hating to its presence,
Keep at the distance with it,
Run and live without it to create peace.
Corona is vulgar to view,
Beauty is not blessed to it.
Sublimity is at far away from it.
Wisdom is not reaching to it.
It is deformed in mind , body and heart.