Oh My Mobile Poem by Swati Sanguri
Oh My Mobile
Come, let's marvel at the surroundings through the glasses of a mobile phone,
Let's look at each other through our mobile phones, shall we?
Let's click everything that comes across and skip what matters at last,
Let's browse and scroll until we die, and leave a post of goodbye,
Let's live through the videos and smile through the glass,
Until our life becomes a story of the past.
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