Poem -

Covid-19

Covid-19

Corvid-19

Sneezes and wheezes blew fine particles thru the air...invisibly floating ready to flare... callously spreading without any care...infecting inhalings from passerby’s that were there...

From blighted breathes of blowings deadly desease trudged a trough..Lungs struggled to function with suffering cough...Everyone wished this cruel Covid would bugger off...Though sceptics and sectarians would worry not and scoff...So infections increased like bats out of hell...As victims on venilators lay very unwell...Gasping and panting in a living hell...Bodily perception was striken with no sense of smell...

Like 3 Pin it 1
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
Greg Etsell

it has been a very long
and hard year one 
will never forget 
and would like to 
 

Reply
author
Jill Tait

I know luv its hellish alltogether but hey ho there is light shining at the end of our tunnel ⭐️❤️💙❤️

Reply
author
Marion

Will we ever get through this?? It's exactly the nightmare you describe Jill 💕

Reply
author
Jill Tait

YES WE BLOODY WILL!!!!!! Chin up my lovely lady ❤️❤️❤️

Reply
Poem -

An English castle 💙

An English castle 💙

Up cobbled slopes stoney and steep, I am on the top turret of the coastline castle keep

I look at...

Poem -

Mother nature cried🥲

Mother nature cried🥲

The highest heavens opened up yon floodgates in the shrouded skies

As Mother nature sighed and...

Poem -

Me and my music💕

Me and my music💕

I am lying, loving listening to my favourite songs, from that local station on the radio

It’s just...

Latest poems in Melodrama, Narrative, Speculative, Verse

Poem -

Here

Here

People have talked about stick and stones, but I'm just tired of dealing with it in the first place. Yes, I...

Poem -

The Version You Want

My love,
you tell me to change,
to stop being what you despise,
that what you see in...

Poem -

July first two thousand and...

July first two thousand and twenty five...

signals the eighth year we lived
at our present location,
where fringe benefits (a plug) for...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com