Recycling. Poem by Hardik Vaidya

A millennia of memories,
Achievements, failures.
Escapades, sexscapdes.
Scandals, love, hate.
A billion over kisses.
Laughter - innocent, coy, midnight, noon, mad.
Office, agriculture, hunting, breeding, texting, sexting.
Settings, fixings, adjustings, bowings, belongings.
Terabytes on terabytes on terabytes of data,
Written, erased, written, erased, written, erased...
Ad infinitum.
It's bound to need an after mint,
There comes a point when there is no choice,
Recycling ends and Nirvana begins.