Thrice I Kisses My Cell-Phone Poem by Rajpal Singh

Thrice I do kiss my cell phone,
When it sings with eye blinking,
And delivers me the sweet suave tone
Of an unseen distant darling.

And a link establishes between her and me,
Between two unseen friends, two aliens,
Thru micro wave, thru radio frequency,
And a tender feeling further deepens.

Smilingly she queries me my health,
And I do her the same in return;
And talks transfer in a reserved breath
The refrained feelings to adorn.

The un-confessed emotion reaches to pinnacle
Amid the talk, less formal and more informal;
And when she bids adieu to hold off the call,
The hidden emotion has a sudden sharp fall.
- - -Rajpal Singh