{short Poem On: : : : : : : : Sms } Poem by Manohar Bhatia

[Short Poem On: : : : “SMS”]

[What is SMS?
Is it short messaging service reminder
or a small memory system rejoinder?
Where 'are you' becomes 'r', 'u'
or 'homework' converts into 'hw'
where English Language
takes a short beating
for a bigger assault
in terms of grammar, pronunciation.
punctuation, poetry, prose!
Ouch! that aches my heart.

Is SMS a boon for man
or a bane for the brain?
where its overactive radio
waves may harm our wonderful
cells, causing cancer, unknown
diseases, to permanently paralyze
men into submission, dependency, helplessness,
by this monster toy, unfortunately nicknamed 'cell'

Is SMS a bust for a driver
or a boost for him to make
an accident on the way?
injuring himself and its
many occupants in his car,
apart from twisting his
car beyond repairs to be
towed away to scrap-yard!

Is SMS a booty?
for a carnival of operators
where they keep sending you
a marketing package of
filthy garbage of hello tunes,
for you to accidentally press a button
to charge a sum you are
never aware of or interested in?

Is SMS a short cut to everything
putting the famous hare/tortoise story
into oblivion for ever?
when hare will win the race
and tortoise will follow
in his footsteps to shame!

Beware the SMS!
it may twist your language
it may harm your health
it may lighten your wallet
it may quicken your death.
Handle your cell adroitly
to keep all dangers at bay
and come out a winner! ]

- The End-