In the quiet streets, the echoes of life fade,
A silent storm sweeping through time,
Where shadows dance in empty squares,
The world paused in an eerie mime.

Behind closed doors, hope and fear entwined,
As distant whispers of tomorrow grow,
We find solace in the simplest of things,
A gentle reminder of what we know.

Through masks and screens, we seek connection,
In virtual hugs and digital smiles,
Yet the longing for a touch remains,
A yearning that stretches miles.

But from this darkness, light emerges still,
Resilience blooms in hearts so strong,
Together, we rise above the storm,
Bound by love, where we belong.