Missing pieces

Where are the days that we had planned?
Where have the days been?
We have been missing it we can’t,
Gone and nowhere to be seen.

The start has been good,
So I thought the journey too.
I have all the mood,
With all the efforts I have put into.

There’s come a pandemic,
Killing lives for no reason.
They have been sicked,
Losing all their passions.

If this year a puzzle,
I have lost all the pieces.
Playing it made me miserable,
Throwing all the kisses.

- Izzul Faiz AM, May 5th, the year of the pandemic