In this world full of irony

Twenty-twenty, a year of concern

"welcome new year", did we wish?

begun with a wicked almanac,

made a mess in life,

its ill-effects never finish

Traffic accidents almost nil,

no rush hour stand-still trouble

roads empty and risk-free

long drive trips yet not possible

Pollution at its lowest level,

the air appears clean and pure

yet mandatory to put on a mask,

or a penalty to be charged for sure

Friends got plenty of spare time,

but not allowed for a get-together

chit-chatting, fun making tricks,

almost forgotten forever

Hands are clean, often sanitized,

yet shaking hands is banned

to greet people you meet,

hit d' forehead on folded hands

The cook inside you turns crazy,

to prepare palatable dishes

but can't invite anyone for food,

family friends as per your wishes

On Monday mornings it occurs,

an inertia to rush makes restless

the heart longs to be in d' office,

so look for a pair of clean dress

Holidaying over, enough is enough

signals stipulate it's time to land,

left the office a long time back,

but d' weekend seems not to end

Money in lockers lying idle,

to get out it is too eager

being d' owner, no scope to spend

in markets, malls, hotels, theatres

Have-nots know not d' trick to earn,

better to thrive on free rations

sit at home, get the subsidy,

direct in d' account as sanctions

Plenty of time in hand,

to dream things, try miracles

but wings clipped, freedom curtailed,

fulfilling those not possible

d' omnipotent culprit is all around

but can't be seen, appears funny

perspectives positive,

but must test negative

in this world full of irony!