From my dear sister , you came as a gift
To my heart's ecstasy, an ultimate lift
Bundled in a small carton box, you came
Moment captured in memory's hall of fame
They told me you were a candy bar
But to me you were a shining star
With themes - lines, redberries and rings
Doubling up as an FM radio which sings
With games ~ Minigolf and Quadrapop
You made me feel on entertainment's top
Flashes, megapixels of camera - you had none
Yet successful in capturing memories a ton
Reading my unsent , drafted messages
A silent consort , in my growing ages
Alarms, helping me to rise and shine
Partnering in every endeavor of mine
Your little buttons ~ I used to fiddle
Whenever faced with reality's riddle
With internet, you made my doubts clear
Your treasured presence is always dear
Flying with me, when I was happy
Helping me mend, when I felt crappy
Storing social bridges in your contacts
Being a sole witness to all of my acts
'Smartphone' , I might be buying one
But you will forever be my precious one
Dedicated to my dear cell phone :)
You've brought this object to life by your relationship to it and in this one poem given me a clear snapshot of the poet.
ReplyDeleteI can't help but tell you the title of your blog almost hurts to read.
Thanks Mark!:)
DeleteChoose the title when I was in despair, seemed very apt at that moment
That's quite the love affair. smiles...
ReplyDeleteThank you Sir! :)
DeleteThey told me you were a candy bar
ReplyDeleteBut to me you were a shining star
Beautiful!
Thank you :)
Deletesmiles....where would we be without our phones...kinda wish i had an iphone....
ReplyDeleteSmiles to you on this! Cleverly done!
ReplyDeleteBrian, wait on the iPhone...there talking holographic keyboard in the next one...which would be amazing! Umesh...I LOVE this (but I too am strangely addicted and obsessed with my phone) The rhyming couplets worked really well with your word play!
ReplyDeleteNever read such rhapsodic words for a cell phone, excellent!
ReplyDeleteScares me a little that we can become so attached to our technology...but this is a nice write...you prove that anything is fodder for poets!
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