Why God Made The Radio Poem by chettur aishwarya shrivastav

the question bounces in my mind,
memories of my life rewind,
as i wonder about this question,
something really worth to mention,

as i put my earphones on,
all the world goes off,
it's only me and they,
entangled and lost,

lyrics of the songs echo loud,
reminds me of many people and some wounds,
i wish my words spread,
and i can make people smile before i go dead,

mostly when i am alone,
radio gives me company,
as everytym i can't phone,
and disturb other's privacy,

nowadays i don't feel the rain,
maybe i'm emotinally drained,
when i walk the dark streets in night,
the moon also dance with the light,

probably god made radio for me,
its the reason for my smile and the passion you see,
often when i feel low and blue,
my favourite song comes on radio screaming-
YeAH baby i'm coming for you! !

AiShWaRyA