It used to be called the summer blues
Now though, it’s those lockdown blues
Caught up in these four walls
Memories captivated in just a few scrolls!
Love, passion, pain and boredom
Mingled emotions running high in random
Discoveries made with every secret revealed
Eyes opened, outside all being closed!
You were my lockdown love
Passing our time with every line
Chats on free, images to a pixelated fine
Churning thoughts to a crescendo, all mine!
Oh! Bring back those days and those bright nights
To turn on these dulled out,
“back to normal” lights!
A poem by Chriselda Barretto