In the quiet of these empty streets,
Where laughter once echoed, now retreats,
Loneliness, a shadow in broad daylight,
Whispers of hope in the still of night.

Faces hidden, smiles obscured,
Connections severed, yet hearts endured,
Through screens we touch, through words we feel,
A world apart, yet wounds can heal.

In the solace of solitude’s embrace,
We find resilience, a gentle grace,
Dreams woven in the fabric of time,
Harmonies found in life’s silent rhyme.

As days blend into nights unknown,
Emotions surge, yet seeds are sown,
Kindness blooms in acts unseen,
In the pandemic’s wake, we find serene.