ANTIQUITY
Then apple and blackberry were just fruits
And people ate an apple everyday
To keep the apothecary away
MODERNITY
Now Apple and Black berry eat the people
While chatting and twittering with faceless souls
Day in and day out, all round the clock
A poem that tells a fact though humour outshines. Then the doctor`s wife too ate an apple a day and he was often kept away by her, Today he is eating the fruits along with her and both are in Fine Triplets Madam Valsa
turn of man to apple to chat.. and to love blackberry/// Then apple and blackberry were just fruits And people ate an apple everyday To keep the apothecary away
Nice one. Life has changed! Connecting with faceless souls body is rendered obsolete.
Now Apple and Black berry eat the people While chatting and twittering with faceless souls Day in and day out, all round the clock....outstanding conceptualization. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
Every generation is a bridge between antiquity and modernity, so we are. A nice thought so nicely penned.
To eat an apple everyday! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
You have drawn an excellent comparison between Antiquity and Modernity in these twin triplets. Then, apple and blackberry were recommended fruits. Now Apple and Black berry, having the fruits' names, are dreaded as demons intruding into the private lives of human beings. 'Day in and day out, all round the clock' they are drawn into the addiction of 'chatting and twittering with faceless souls', which, as Savita Tyagi has opined, has rendered the body 'obsolete'. Felt the concern, also enjoyed the humor. @Pradip Chattopadhyay, Enjoyed your comment much!
clever....at least the first stanza. it took a second reading for ME to get the first stanza (before reading the second): i am technologically-challenged, and not a big user of devices. i just read an article from a woman who never thought she would like twitter, but she became addicted and she is not unhappy about it. ;) bri is there something wrong with faceless souls? i have a photo of 'me on ph, showing an aging white guy, but in fact i am a 27 year old black woman from south africa with two heads; what's the difference? thanks for sharing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great one! ironically it's always some fruits that lead us astray.