Pandemic Poems
Published: April 2020
The world is facing an unprecedented health crisis. COVID-19 has spread across the globe, bringing with it sickness, death, uncertainty, anxiety, and economic upheaval. The world has stopped like never before. Businesses are closed, and schools have moved to online platforms. Social distancing is the norm, and no one knows when the end of the virus will come. Living in the midst of incredible uncertainty takes its toll on people. But may we use this time to focus on the most important things and slow down in a way we’ve never been forced to do before.
Daily life looks very different, and this pandemic has impacted everybody in some way. You are not alone in what you are facing. The fears that rise to the surface are felt by billions of people around the world. We are all in this together. Even though the storm is raging right now, famous poet Maya Angelou once said, “Every storm runs out of rain.”
20 Poems About The COVID-19 Pandemic
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1. Look For The Blossom
in Hope Poems
The blossom will always grow.
The seasons will always change.
People come and go,
Their shadows comforting and strange.
The flowers will always bloom
Once the darkness subsides.
When every corner is filled with gloom,
Remember the sun just hides.
Brighter days will follow.
Earth will keep moving.
Look for the brighter color.
Help lift the darkness looming.
Breathe in the air around us.
Close your eyes for a minute's rest.
Live life for those who guided us,
For this moment is just a test.
You will get stronger.
Days will get longer.
Hope will flourish,
Memories to cherish.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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2. Coronavirus - Have You Seen
Have you seen the doctors who hardly get to sleep?
From sad weary eyes, silent tears they weep.
They're battling to save hundreds of lives,
Yet see so many dying right before their eyes.
Have you seen the nurses, tired and worn,
Just come from doing many hours on the wards?
Have you seen them out, walking on lonely streets
Searching empty shelves, for nourishing food to eat?
Have you seen domestics, putting safety first
Keeping hospitals clean, fighting off the germs?
Bravely they go into infectious wards,
Never thinking of themselves, no not at all.
Have you seen the porters, down on their heels,
Walking many miles, pushing many wheels?
We must respect this valued band of women and men.
Though they go unnoticed, we can't do without them.
Have you seen the caterers, keeping all folk fed?
The staff and the patients lying in their beds.
Such an important part to play in someone's health,
A role that couldn't be compared to any amount of wealth.
A great big thank to all National Health Staff
To every volunteer coming forward like they have.
You all have a part of our hearts, are in every prayer we make.
May God bless you all, keeping you well and safe.Featured Shared StoryThank you, Azeezah. Your response is most appreciated... Beryl
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3. There's A Jungle On My Head
There's a jungle on my head.
My hair's gone absolutely wild.
It looks like the Amazon rainforest.
I really don't like this style.
It's been ages since I saw a barber.
I've been stuck at home for weeks.
My hair is like a thicket;
I think it's growing weeds.
There is a jungle on my head;
it feels untamed and beastly.
I think a tiger lives in there;
getting him out won't be easy.
There is a forest on my head.
It's getting kind of funky.
Animals swing from the vines to and fro;
I think my head has monkeys.
Snakes are in the undergrowth.
They slither and hiss and slide.
I think they must be huge,
At least four inches wide.
Next time I see a barber,
I hope he has a machete.
He'll have to cut right through my jungle.
I look just like a Yeti!Featured Shared StoryI'm a tutor, and I'm looking for great examples of poetry written by kids. This is perfect! It's timely, playful, and totally relatable. Well done!
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4. Together In Solitude: The Challenge
If you're anxious that all have been asked to stay home,
Take comfort in knowing you are not alone.
Tonight at 8, wherever you are,
Gaze up at the sky and pick out a star.
A moment alone or with people you love,
We all share the beautiful sky high above.
Take 30 seconds, be still in your mind;
Reflect on a happy, most memorable time.
The littlest things can give hearts a lift;
If we pause, take a moment, and cherish our gifts.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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5. Feeling
I don't know how I'm feeling.
I think I feel all right.
I'm busy doing nothing
From morning until night.
I don't know how I'm feeling.
I left the house today.
I went to do some shopping.
I sang along the way.
I don't know how I'm feeling.
I gave the bags to mom.
We smiled and laughed and she was fine.
Then I went back home.
I don't know how I'm feeling.
Today I'm not too sure.
The numbers keep on climbing.
Will they find a cure?
I don't know how I'm feeling.
I just don't need this stuff.
Some cake and wine and chocolate,
But boy this thing is tough.
I don't know how I'm feeling
When I stand and clap so loud.
So grateful, happy and so sad
In the isolated crowd.
I don't know how I'm feeling.
When will that dream job come?
I'm optimistic, hopeful,
And luckier than some.
I don't know how I'm feeling.
I saw the news today
But only very briefly.
Why won't it go away?
I don't know how I'm feeling.
I don't know if I'm sad.
My friends and family, they're all fine.
For that I am so glad.
I don't know how I'm feeling,
But this I know is true.
We're all in this together.
It's me and them and you.
Do you know how you're feeling?
You know that it's okay
To sit and cry and wonder,
To want a better day.
Let's just hold this feeling
Of love, of light, of hope.
Let's relish all the quiet.
Be proud of how you cope.
I don't know how I'm feeling.
I think I want to cry.
I don't - I make a coffee
And stare out at the sky.
Today I got the feeling
That soon this will be done.
Our lives will change forever,
But look up at the sun.
You know that deep down feeling
Of joy, of loss, of pain,
The love, the sadness and the hurt.
You'll be okay again.
One day we'll get that feeling -
Was all this even real?
Hold onto that feeling.
In time we will all heal.Featured Shared StoryThank you so much, Nisreen. That's so lovely of you to leave a comment. When I wrote the poem, I certainly didn't think we'd still be going through it. I hope you and your family are...
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6. Keep Safe
No more shaking hands.
Don't touch your face.
Never stand too close
In a crowded place.
A virus is amongst us.
It's roaming around our land.
It contaminates and does us harm
By the simple touch of our hands.
Dark days are fast approaching.
We have to be aware.
Hygiene is our only shield
To this demon who waits out there.
Our world is now at war
With an enemy that's unseen.
But we can beat the invader
If we all keep our hands squeaky clean.Featured Shared StoryExcellent topical poem to us all over the world with what we are faced with. We must take responsibility not for just for him/herself and one's nearest and dearest but for all people of the...
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7. Alone Together
There are gaps and walls between us,
Yet we're close because we care,
And the distance is diminished,
For there's one enemy we share.
You know your friends all have their struggles,
So you try to hide each tear,
But there's no use holding back;
It can unite us too, our fear.
We are alone but still together,
Each one faced with the unknown,
And our friends we must rely on
As news chills us to the bone.
And yet fear feeds on our weakness,
Births the darkness in our mind.
We can choose the hopeful path, and
Some sweet solace we might find.
It's our actions that define us-
Our thoughts, our will, our ways.
We are all in this together.
Soon there will be better days.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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8. The Times We Live In
At the minute, times are tough.
The self-isolation can be rough.
Day after day, night after night.
The future unfolding is not so bright.
The world seems so strange, just not the same.
It feels so detached; it's such a shame.
This can't be it; there's got to be more.
We've got to reset; we've got to restore.
The world's in bad shape, but it's not the end.
Be there for one another; try to be a good friend.
At the minute, yes, times are tough,
But if we stick together, it can be enough.
Give encouragement and show our support.
By showing love to all, we cannot fall short.
Yes, the world's in bad shape, and yes, it's strange,
But together we can beat this; only together we can change.
So no matter how bad things seem to be,
If we are in it together, it's not that bad; I think you'll agree.
We need to be patient; we need to be kind.
If we do it this together, true joy we can find
So once again our future looks bright.
Together we'll get through this; the end is in sight,
So don't get upset; just smile or grin
'Cause these are the times we find ourselves living in...Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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9. A Rainbow Of Hope
God will paint rainbows in the sky
Once again for the world and I.
Signs that will tell us all is well,
Freedom from this grim living hell.
I know one day the sun will shine.
Dark clouds above will disappear with time.
Some won't make the journey home.
Some will sadly die all alone.
But just like time, all things will pass,
For nothing's ever made to last.
Then once again we'll be on our way
When dawn awakes to a bright new day.
The streets will come alive again.
Shops will open, buzzing again.
But the best moments will be when
Family and friends meet again.Featured Shared StoryDear Dinah, I can't thank you enough. Your kind words have touched my heart. It's so nice to know the poets are being heard and read all over the world, that people like you are inspired by...
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10. Free!
I awoke to a pestilence, a pandemic across the nations,
Feeling anxiety, fear, and seeing massive condemnation,
Thinking, pondering, how could anyone thrive?
With the chaos and madness, how can anyone survive?
Anger, seething anger, began to fill my head,
Invading me mind with angst and consuming it with dread.
Wondering, praying, how do I eradicate this pain?
Is there something, anything, to alleviate my mental strain?!
Out of my abode I went, deciding to take a drive,
Thinking maybe, just maybe, I might again feel alive.
With me I took no maps, nor did I take a known route,
For just driving straightforward might be my way out.
Yet, anger still consumed me, keeping me depressed and blue,
Maybe I should turn around; NO, that is the last thing I should do.
So, drive through the forest I go, I began to see green.
Suddenly, and abruptly I felt peace, and it was oh so serene.
Driving on I went, down a road I did not know,
Feeling relieved, for my mind had found a more positive place to go.
Continuing my drive, just the earth and me,
I once again felt happy and once again felt free.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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11. A Brave Nurse, That She Is
in Work Poems
A brave nurse, that she is.
She faces her fears for us,
By whipping on her scrubs and gloves
Each day with no fuss.
When leaving her home,
A lump forms in the back of her throat.
She anxiously gazes back at her family
As she waves and zips up her coat.
At the hospital where she's based,
A thick dark cloud lingers over the ward.
She whispers under her breath,
Please help these people recover, Lord.
More patients are admitted with COVID,
And the beds are now fully occupied.
She is unable to contain the tears,
As she sees no family by their side.
A brave nurse, that she is,
But this is her most difficult task.
Her lips are actually trembling, you know,
Behind the medical mask.
A bed soon becomes vacant,
The virus was just too strong.
She replaces the sheets as tears flow,
And that's another one gone.
A brave nurse, that she is,
But remember this too,
She is also very fearful,
Just like me and you.
Oh, a brave nurse, that she is.Featured Shared StoryI'm in nursing school. The pandemic isn't as severe now, but it's still just as scary. I've lost so much and so many to COVID and the idea of helping someone's family member recover from...
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12. Coronavirus - At War
Our political views mean nothing,
There are no sides to take.
Both young and old must be prepared
To fight for all our sakes.
Guns and tanks are tinker toys;
Violence has no place.
Our enemy creeps silently
Without a single trace.
The world must share this battle;
There are no neutral zones.
We must stand united in our hearts,
Though standing quite alone.
Our basic need for human touch,
For now must be denied.
And we must find inventive ways
To convey what lies inside.
Our heroes aren't our generals,
With medals on their chests.
But those nurses and those doctors,
Who our lives we have bequest.
We wake each day to numbers,
Again there's thousands more.
Neighbors, friends, and family,
Our casualties of war.
We've lost things we took for granted,
That made us feel alive.
And now within our prison walls,
We must find a way to thrive.
But we never will surrender
Or let our lights grow dim.
It's our humanness that will prevail
And set us free again.
Those people who we've never met,
In places far away,
Must face this same relentless foe,
That we too must face each day.
And so we are united,
One people standing strong.
Pushing through this darkest time,
Until again we greet the dawn.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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13. A Sad Goodbye
What end to life is this?
Five months without physical contact, without a kiss.
So many promises unable to fulfil,
Summer walks in the garden, a Mother's Day meal.
Promising with every call,
Things would improve, we'd still do them all.
There will be a time when we could take her out,
Half believing, half shadows of doubt.
The decline was unmistakable,
Like watching in slow motion someone fall.
Her withdrawal was evident to see,
Frustrated by her growing dependency.
She tried so hard to hold together,
But this storm intolerable to weather.
"We're all in the same boat,"
One of Mum's favourite quotes.
Yet her boat was sinking fast,
Fear, unsustainable, a knowledge this couldn't last.
Granted a tiny fraction of her final days,
To hold her hand, to fight back tears and pray.
This ending will be so hard to overcome,
The circumstances in which we lost our mum.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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14. A Rest Well-Earned
Work hard, my weary body, please.
There's lots that must be done.
These strange old times I've never known
Have only just begun.
Work hard, my weary body, please.
This battle must be won
So I can find the brighter days
And lay out in the sun.
There will be days I cannot smile,
When you have to say goodbye,
But I will hold your hand, my friend.
Can't promise I won't cry.
And when these days are over,
And they will, of that I'm sure,
Won't take for granted anything
We always had before.
So if there's something we should take,
A lesson may be learned,
But for now my weary body needs
A rest that's been well-earned.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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15. My Mask
I just want to be a good friend.
I'm not here to start a new trend.
I know I'm not the perfect fit.
I know I may irritate you a bit.
I just want a bit of respect
As it's you I'm trying to protect.
I know I can be in your face,
But to discard me is a total disgrace.
I know I'm new to your life,
But I'm here to relieve stress and strife.
I know I don't fit in with your style,
And behind me you always hide your smile.
I know you won't need me for long,
But I still want our bond to be strong.
I want to go everywhere with you
Even if it's just standing in queue.
So trust me, I'm up for this task.
I promise, I'll be a good Mask.Featured Shared StorySo true! I love how it is told from the mask's perspective! If I were a mask, I definitely would have those thoughts. These times are so difficult!! -Raven Schewe, age 11
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16. Prayer
in Prayer Poems
Protect us, Lord, and send your healing,
Receive our prayers that keep on pouring.
Allow your people to have their second chance.
Yes, Lord, we are begging you hand in hand.
Each of us may have our sins,
But remember us, Lord, and let this pandemic virus end.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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17. Acorn
The spring was a ghost, as winter wither'd away.
The bird's song was vapid, the flowers awaited May.
Alone we all sat, windows locked and shutter'd,
afraid of our neighbours, our bread went unbutter'd.
All shopkeepers were closed, all kegs were untapped,
all music did cease, all performance unclapped.
Alone we all sat, doors closed and locked.
Our pantry's slowly dwindling, inadequately stocked.
All games were ended, all our works were halted.
All prayers were whispered, all hopes were exalted.
Alone we all sat, as the world slowly warmed,
the trees unpruned, ragged and deformed.
The gardens untilled, the boats tied to dock.
The productive were idle, the busy as rock.
Alone we all sat, avoiding the ravage
of an invisible foe, so vile and savage.
The streets were all empty, the pews were all bare.
The neighbours were treated only with what we could spare.
Alone we all sat, fearful and forlorn,
Locked in our homes, to weather this storm.
As the sun warms the airs, and the rains wet its feet,
The Oak reaches upwards as if heaven to meet.
Alone we all sat, uncertain and torn,
Our Solace unveiled by its wee acorn.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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18. One Day
One day I will be back,
And we'll be smiling face to face.
The worries of the last few weeks
Will be gone and all erased.
See, I've been dreaming of this moment
For quite a while now,
Thinking what we will get up to
Without a frown upon our brow.
I may be a little older,
Gained some wrinkles and some pounds,
But I'm still the same old me
That you liked to have around.
We'll maybe take this moment
To appreciate what we have.
Give light to all the darker moments
Yet to cross our path.
For now, we must all toe the line
And do as we are asked
So we can meet again some day
And all enjoy a laugh.
I promise there will be sunshine
And brighter days to come,
But for now, all I ask of you
Is for you to stay home.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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19. Diabolical
After hours of extensive research
And following many a clue,
I've finally discovered the source
Of the new pandemic flu.
It was concocted by our pets,
Forcing us to stay at home.
Always at their beck and call,
Never free to roam.
No room in the house is safe,
For they follow you about.
They are a constant shadow.
They think you can't do without.
They look at you with greedy eyes,
Imploring you for a treat,
And though you try, you can't avoid it,
So just admit defeat.
Alas, until the cure is found,
The master has become slave.
Our pets are now teaching us
How we should behave.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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20. An Old Man’s Lament
in Change Poems
When I was born
The world was waiting there for me
To smell, to touch, to taste, to see.
What wonders filled my little eyes.
Sounds and sights I'd never heard or seen.
I crawled, I stood on wobbly legs,
I fell, I walked, I ran,
I babbled, spoke,
I learned to read, I learned to write.
Then new wonders appeared before my eyes.
The Milkman in the early morn,
The Iceman with his blocks of ice,
The Organ Grinder and his dancing Monk,
The candies for our little store,
The sizzling buns with slabs of meat,
The hungry nurses with their dancing feet,
The midnight drive when work was done.
My days were filled with joy and fun.
The world was very good to me.
The years rolled by, and I became a man.
The girls I knew were pretty and bright.
I worked by day and loved by night.
I married late but married well.
Our children flourished and theirs did too.
For them, the world was bright and new,
Filled with wonders I neither knew nor learned:
I-Phone, Zoom, Instagram.
Somehow, the world had passed me by.
The Milkman and the Iceman had long since gone.
The Organ Grinder and his Monkey, too,
Were no longer there.
Corona filled the empty space.
Old in body, young in heart,
We vowed to never let it win.
The Nazis could not kill my wife.
This Virus, too, must spare my life.
So here we sit, alone, and wait
To reap the wonder of our fate.Featured Shared StoryNo Stories yet, You can be the first!
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