Not Anymore (Cloud Computing And Its Implications On A Programmer) Poem by Roby Chittilappilly

I loved your robes;
So thin, that was,
made your body almost bare.
Not anymore.

Being in clouds,
you are close to unreachable.
The guis, started it all.
Before their arrival,
I had you close to my hearts,
Not anymore.

A verb, see is,
that eyes can do
whereas a noun, C is,
the dress you used to wear.
Not anymore.

How much I wish,
again I could see you in C
though with heartfelt pain,
I realize
Not anymore.

The new dress,
suits you not.
so beautiful in C
Once You were.
Not anymore.

Lured the youth once,
beautiful body
of yours.
Being among them,
More than happy, I was.
Not anymore.

Don't you realize,
not you, but your
hot dress that
bought attraction.
Not anymore.

Of course, is your body
powerful albeit scary
it is.
Youth out there,
had a lust for your power.
Not anymore.

No people I know,
loved your body.
Understood is your
expectation of
being loved in cloud.
Not anymore.

Are you too high,
that my kisses find it hard
to reach you.
Remembering the old times,
when romance started
at my finger tips and
caressed you,
more than anything.
Not anymore.

Come back dear,
from the clouds
I need you here.
So nicely woven C,
I've for you.
Can I struggle no more,
without you,
Not anymore.

Emptied the ballroom
for you and me.
Wanna go for a Rumba
together, with no audience.
struggles and worries
no more.
Not anymore.