Isolation – ain’t isolated.

I  S  O  L  A  T  I  O  N
Separated. Deserted. Alone. Single.

Not really.

But,
Connected. Included. Not one. A tribe.

Isolation ain’t isolated,
But a happy quarantine.
A cheerful me time,
On a happy selfie rhyme.

Glued to my lappy,
The worlds’ at my desk.
From SARS to CORONA’s,
All connected in my net.

Friends to my fingers,
Hellos at the wats-app.
Cutting real-time peeps.
Instagram says just be.

Claps on my creative,
Social Samosas cheer me loud.
Let’s now debate,
The Quint voices me out.

Alone; a petty status,
Tinder keeps me hooked.
Date, mate and hate,
Creates many stories.

Live is short,
Lasts for a day.
Meet me buddy,
I am today’s, ‘Its Live’.

So much to seek,
From likes to love.
Country’s world-wide,
To n fro land… on my palm.

Isolation ain’t isolated,
It’s the new me.
A diy hack,
My solo space shack.

ISOLATION
I am connected. I am included. I am the one. I am the tribe.

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