Poetry : The Cell Phone ⬆️
Poet: Jotsna Jari
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Deep in my heart
there is secret love
My cell phone is
dearer than favorite.
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The world within phone
& the room in phone
The phone makes me forget now
who is my own or not.
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The phone just now my family
the phone is office mate
The phone now shows the way
& also the lamp of dark night.
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Life without phone
is very difficult now.
The world without phone
is absolutely silent.
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The harp of life
is tied to phone
The phone is as deep in life
as it is outside.
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Without the phone the way is
absolutely difficult
The phone can build or break life
at any time of day or night.
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©jotsnajari
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