In the old days I would leave home or the office
Knowing that I could be contacted by device
We did not have to know exactly where everyone was
Just getting on and leaving message bank served our cause
Now we have mobile phones in our pocket
Which make our communication like a rocket
So now our biggest worry is no signal at all
For a phone whilst we need to call
And our phone now is our office time
With emails, Internet and no need for a dime
And now I'm pestered all night and all day
It's the age of the mobile phone to stay.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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It has brought a huge transformation in our lives but, as you have rightly pointed out, all is not well with mobile phone facility. It has taken a toll of our leisurely way of life and mental peace. Earlier, it was a thoughtful, selective and precise communication (through written word, telegram or phone) . Thanks for sharing the poem.