Breathing Device Poem by Aftab Alam

Breathing Device

Rating: 4.7


The world shrunk, tied with the wave
The unseen rope of lovely invention
Who invented and why to mention?
World squeezed and pushed into a cave

Come on, save, save from the lovely beast
The mobile phone, an elixir for satanic feast
From virtue to vice, it is a breathing device
Dial the number and press the button, nice

The world shrunk, tied with the wave
A wing for the cupid, a wind for the knave
A hope for the mind, someone there behind
Vulgarity at the top, chastity; where to find?

Love bugs are always busy, tied with the wave
Unseen happiness in the arm of ugly rave…..
O brittle arm, when shall thou break?
On melting love or pelting with awaken ache.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aldrich Suarez 22 June 2013

Through mobile, a person can tell love without love....it's a breathing device where you will not taste shame...

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David Wood 22 June 2013

Mobile devices and social media the bane of society. A lovely write Aftab.

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Gajanan Mishra 22 June 2013

melting love or pelting with awaken ache, I like it, thanks, I am grateful to you for your comments on my poems.

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Patricia Grantham 12 July 2013

This one is excellent I really enjoyed it. The more high tech devices we have the less personal touch we get in speaking to one another face to face. Sometimes it is like taking a step backwards. Writing letters has almost gone extinct! A thoughtful and meaningful write.

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 24 June 2013

The world shrunk, tied with the wave The world has become small. A wave travels several times around the world in a second. Nice thoughtful poem.

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Elena Sandu 23 June 2013

True... Unfortunately. These devices are used in the most wrong way, while having the potential to change the world. Imagine the children no more carring books to school, how many trees shall be saved? ... I could go further and imagine how the politicians of all countries could be reduced to simple office workers: all the power being in the hand of each citizen. Each law made by the citizens for the them and voted by them to keep the world in a harmony of peace and love. Imagine how easy we could reach to the people in real need. How the children from America could learn of similarities and differences of their daily lives from childrens of Rusia or New Zeeland or Greece. Now we have the means in our pockets. But we choosed it for violent games that wash the brains or even worse, brings sickness to the souls. Frustrating, yes indeed. Thank you for share, a great poem that raise awareness,10.

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Wahab Abdul 23 June 2013

if you do not repate words it would be an out standing poem....love it... you lash out the world, the cruel world

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Hazel Durham 22 June 2013

Great write about our modern world where instant communication is taking away living life to its full!

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