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Missed Call Something.. - Poem by ARSHAJ GAIKWAD

To write page and page
On your message window gauge,
Your fingers pain and protest
But you have to pass a message,
Your aim to all’s is quite clear,
Now it is time to engage,
But what! Just a missed call it is,
And my heart shrieks with rage.

Such a kind of thankfulness
Is not expected of this age
To have a mobile in all this mess
Is such a great privilege.
Use it as a polyphonic doorbell,
As you answer the door
So many messages, so many requests,
Doesn’t it ever shake your core?

So next time you get a message,
Don’t just smile thankfully,
Pick a few words that are always there,
Express them back to me,
Though I tell them so in the message,
I know they never gave a green,
Coz once again a ‘sweet missed call,
What’s that supposed to mean? ? ?

Comments about Missed Call Something.. by ARSHAJ GAIKWAD

  • (10/16/2006 10:52:00 AM)


    nice poem..


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  • (10/16/2006 10:12:00 AM)

    Hey, that was nice, loved how you structured it and esp how you ended it, a question always works, very enjoyable piece.

    Btw i love giving missed calls, a missed call means i miss you/i remember you :)


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  • (10/16/2006 10:02:00 AM)

    Nice poem man.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 16, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 19, 2010

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