Poems about a Pandemic
#pandemic
Poems about a pandemic, including coronavirus (covid-19). Poetry about an epidemic of a disease, and the effect it has on society. Poems about the best and worst of human nature, and the fragility of our species, when a pandemic emerges. Also poetry about how the science and health care community, and governments, respond to pandemics.
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
13th Jan 2022 4:27pm
13th Jan 2022 4:27pm
*STARDUST*
The masked and the maskless
Bubbled and Unbubbled
Do we breathe vapor
Or do we breathe liquid
Do I breathe you
Or only myself
The physics of the world
Have changed
Bubbled and Unbubbled
Do we breathe vapor
Or do we breathe liquid
Do I breathe you
Or only myself
The physics of the world
Have changed
#pandemic
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MrDunnePoetry
Poem Published
11th Jan 2022 11:19am
11th Jan 2022 11:19am
Plagued By Puppets
Plagued By Puppets"
Puppet people, with puppet thoughts/
Puppet police force, and puppet courts
The puppets taught, by puppet schools/
The puppet teachers, with puppet rules
The puppet lives, of which puppets talk/
Through puppet eyes, the puppets gawk
The government lies, the puppets bought/
The puppets comply, when government ought
If puppets don't like, these puppets report/
Yet in public these puppets, not doing **** all
What puppets were taught, was go get the Jab/
And if you end up a corpse, no Vaccine for that
These...
Puppet people, with puppet thoughts/
Puppet police force, and puppet courts
The puppets taught, by puppet schools/
The puppet teachers, with puppet rules
The puppet lives, of which puppets talk/
Through puppet eyes, the puppets gawk
The government lies, the puppets bought/
The puppets comply, when government ought
If puppets don't like, these puppets report/
Yet in public these puppets, not doing **** all
What puppets were taught, was go get the Jab/
And if you end up a corpse, no Vaccine for that
These...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#rap
#pandemic
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Alviola
Poem Published
10th Jan 2022 11:39pm
10th Jan 2022 11:39pm
A Wedge of the World
I own a folding screen chiseled
out of teak, painted skimpily,
in that style that does not conceal
the wood grain and the carving,
My desk is built into a corner,
the wooden screen guards my back,
it has shaped me solace, carved
me a small wedge of the world.
Behind me, the family room,
the breakfast meal under covers,
today it is a picture, the table,
past lunch, waits to be visited.
Behind me, television and noise
about the poison in the air,
the noise has curious fingers
that clasp the edge of...
out of teak, painted skimpily,
in that style that does not conceal
the wood grain and the carving,
My desk is built into a corner,
the wooden screen guards my back,
it has shaped me solace, carved
me a small wedge of the world.
Behind me, the family room,
the breakfast meal under covers,
today it is a picture, the table,
past lunch, waits to be visited.
Behind me, television and noise
about the poison in the air,
the noise has curious fingers
that clasp the edge of...
#children
#silence
#pandemic
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MrDunnePoetry
Poem Published
7th Jan 2022 11:38am
7th Jan 2022 11:38am
The Basic Brains Of Broken Britain
The Basic Brains Of Broken Britain"
Give em double jabs, to fill em with heavy metals/
They'll queue at the pumps, & then fight for the petrol
The West has gone East, like the Beast is in Bethnal/
Like my eyes cannot see, that these people are Special
Being a child of the light, I won't side with the devil/
But if the other side want fight, I will crush what is pebble
If the first two do not kill em, they'll go get the tripple/
It's so hard not to laugh, when it's like I've been tickled
All their mind's have been pickled, like some onion...
Give em double jabs, to fill em with heavy metals/
They'll queue at the pumps, & then fight for the petrol
The West has gone East, like the Beast is in Bethnal/
Like my eyes cannot see, that these people are Special
Being a child of the light, I won't side with the devil/
But if the other side want fight, I will crush what is pebble
If the first two do not kill em, they'll go get the tripple/
It's so hard not to laugh, when it's like I've been tickled
All their mind's have been pickled, like some onion...
#LifeStruggles
#funny
#WritingPoetry
#rap
#pandemic
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missjem56
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2022 00:10am
2nd Jan 2022 00:10am
Wake Up!
This strange existence
In this strange new world
As invisible forces
Control our life's
We now roam this planet
Like masked bandits
Fearful of what we touch
Or breathe
And all those
For whom we may grieve
Hoping to wake up
And finding
It's all been a dream
Then blurry-eyed reality
Creeps in with the awakening
Wake up! Wake up!
Please wake up!
by Jemia
In this strange new world
As invisible forces
Control our life's
We now roam this planet
Like masked bandits
Fearful of what we touch
Or breathe
And all those
For whom we may grieve
Hoping to wake up
And finding
It's all been a dream
Then blurry-eyed reality
Creeps in with the awakening
Wake up! Wake up!
Please wake up!
by Jemia
#LifeStruggles
#nightmares
#fear #pandemic
#fear #pandemic
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Taurek
Poem Published
31st Dec 2021 2:38am
31st Dec 2021 2:38am
Radford Reserve
I’m obsessing over a
terrible person
I’m in Studio Center looking
for moral support
I’m at the mall buying
something that will
make me happy
I’ll always wish I didn’t
let you slip through
my greedy fingers
eclipses in the heart
epileptic shock
things talked about in
the dark
soothing words weren’t
needed now
there was something
growing somewhere
else
as I massage your
tattooed hand
you caress my cheek and
I feel nothing ...
terrible person
I’m in Studio Center looking
for moral support
I’m at the mall buying
something that will
make me happy
I’ll always wish I didn’t
let you slip through
my greedy fingers
eclipses in the heart
epileptic shock
things talked about in
the dark
soothing words weren’t
needed now
there was something
growing somewhere
else
as I massage your
tattooed hand
you caress my cheek and
I feel nothing ...
#aging
#consumerism
#greed
#pandemic
#horror
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Xaphan
Poem Published
20th Dec 2021 1:15am
20th Dec 2021 1:15am
Funeral Pyres
Forest fires raged, as our incinerated cinders fell as ash
Under cremation palls, where lightning bolts would flash
No one would know our fate, for the autocrats were liars
Every fire, they fuelled, they fuelled for our funeral pyres
Ravaged by disease, they chose not to quell the spread
As those, with despotic power, preferred to see us dead
Leaving us to rot in pits, or hiding us, amongst the trees
Purifying our decay, as the napalm scorched the breeze
Yesterday's gone, but it's when megalomaniacs reigned
Razing all before them, as messiahs were...
Under cremation palls, where lightning bolts would flash
No one would know our fate, for the autocrats were liars
Every fire, they fuelled, they fuelled for our funeral pyres
Ravaged by disease, they chose not to quell the spread
As those, with despotic power, preferred to see us dead
Leaving us to rot in pits, or hiding us, amongst the trees
Purifying our decay, as the napalm scorched the breeze
Yesterday's gone, but it's when megalomaniacs reigned
Razing all before them, as messiahs were...
#dark
#corruption
#politics
#scifi
#pandemic
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
19th Dec 2021 00:05am
19th Dec 2021 00:05am
crowds during a pandemic
I like football as much
as the next bloke,
but I’ll be damned if I’m there next saturday watching
charlton versus stoke
as the next bloke,
but I’ll be damned if I’m there next saturday watching
charlton versus stoke
#pandemic
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CArpeNoctem_
CN_
CN_
Poem Published
16th Dec 2021 9:14am
16th Dec 2021 9:14am
Mass hysteria
I’ll fight them all,
Today, I stay with myself
Protect my own.
And even though you think I'm no good, I must be crazy,
I won't let your ignorance drive me insane.
Won't let your opinion weigh on mine.
See, I make my own choices...
Your army of sheep can’t drive me crazy.
Your demons I do not find intimidating.
Cause I will fight them all.
Today, I’ll stay with myself
Satisfied with the choices I make.
Today I won, not just from you, but from my own insecurities.
I won't let your ignorance drive me insane.
For...
Today, I stay with myself
Protect my own.
And even though you think I'm no good, I must be crazy,
I won't let your ignorance drive me insane.
Won't let your opinion weigh on mine.
See, I make my own choices...
Your army of sheep can’t drive me crazy.
Your demons I do not find intimidating.
Cause I will fight them all.
Today, I’ll stay with myself
Satisfied with the choices I make.
Today I won, not just from you, but from my own insecurities.
I won't let your ignorance drive me insane.
For...
#courage
#LifeStruggles
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
#pandemic
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
8th Dec 2021 00:15am
8th Dec 2021 00:15am
Exhausted - Third Jab
Despite struggling with a marked needle phobia, I went for the Booster Jab yesterday, primarily due to a history of pneumonia and asthma. I took a mild sedative prescribed by the GP. A friend accompanied me to the vaccination centre and we went for lunch afterwards.
I felt a bit unwell today and dozed throughout the afternoon and evening, having some pretty crazy dreams. Plus, my arm is sore.
I felt and feel a strong sense of gratitude towards the staff at the centre. While I was there, someone got angry over the mandatory instruction to remain on the premises for 15...
I felt a bit unwell today and dozed throughout the afternoon and evening, having some pretty crazy dreams. Plus, my arm is sore.
I felt and feel a strong sense of gratitude towards the staff at the centre. While I was there, someone got angry over the mandatory instruction to remain on the premises for 15...
#science
#fear
#pandemic
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
29th Nov 2021 00:57am
29th Nov 2021 00:57am
different world
bloke in the cafe doesn’t
linger over his newspaper anymore, eats his egg and bacon, pulls up his mask and heads quickly for the door
linger over his newspaper anymore, eats his egg and bacon, pulls up his mask and heads quickly for the door
#pandemic
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ascarborough
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2021 3:01pm
22nd Nov 2021 3:01pm
November 3rd
Driving on unlit Berkshire roads
I wonder what these massholes think of
my bumper sticker. Then I wonder
why they stopped putting ashtrays in cars.
They’re asking what has happened tomorrow.
I am telling you, I already told
you, I am certain. I certainly
got gas before I hit state lines, I certainly
haven’t died yet clutched in the talons
of a big black bird, certainly
haven’t died yet my heart staked up
on a lawn arms tacked up like a banner
on a garage door kicked shut closed for good and ever.
This year, I will to keep...
I wonder what these massholes think of
my bumper sticker. Then I wonder
why they stopped putting ashtrays in cars.
They’re asking what has happened tomorrow.
I am telling you, I already told
you, I am certain. I certainly
got gas before I hit state lines, I certainly
haven’t died yet clutched in the talons
of a big black bird, certainly
haven’t died yet my heart staked up
on a lawn arms tacked up like a banner
on a garage door kicked shut closed for good and ever.
This year, I will to keep...
#pandemic
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