The Virtual World Has Taken Over The Real World. Poem by M. Asim Nehal
The Virtual World Has Taken Over The Real World.
I long to sit quietly under the shade of a Pipal tree,
Where the heat of the sun comes in with the cold air.
By laying down on the cot and stretching my legs
I long to see those colorful butterflies sucking nectar
I long to chase the Bullock Cart from afar
And listen to the ringing bells till the very end.
I long to catch the falling leaves flying in the wind
And count them later and pick some as prizes.
I long to smell the loaves being roasted in the Tandoor
And then run to extinguish a coal fire with water.
Now I barely see folks running after the kite to catch
Nor do I see the bunch competing to collect the broken pieces of the bangles.
The virtual world has taken over the real world.
It is time of virtual world. An amazing experience we have gained. A brilliant perception you have shared here. Thank you very much for sharing.
A beauty of a poem, recalling the good old days.5 stars.
Such heart and days of beauty written into this! .. So true rarely do you see the children picking flowers or running round outside, like back in the days. An excellent poem! .. Filled with beauty! ... Definite 5 Stars! ...+++++
My days at farmhouse: I long to smell the loaves being roasted in the Tandoor And then run to extinguish a coal fire with water.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 2:10:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, it's so. The covid-19 pandemic has a blessing in disguise. Everything has become virtual but in realistic dimension. A prudent write..top score.