A streak of sufferings,
A year afflicted by calamities.
Pandemic, recession, poverty and state of war,
Beginning of this decade sounds like a painful roar.
Lockdown has smothered the life of streets,
And frolic moods are steeped in melancholy tempers.
Resolutions set for 2020 are already cloaked by dusks,
And now aspiration for life is, just to surpass this year of groan.
Cookeries, books, salads and gadgets,
Everything is overly consumed & owned.
Year 2020 appears to be a four-digit slap,
Slap on the glorious face of our pompous world.
June is already approaching,
And the doom of sufferings is nowhere to be found.

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