Two things keep me allied
To this nature and You;
A multi-layered Spectacle;
Distant and short vision on
A progressive lens pattern
With age-covering frame.
A dual-sim gadget that feed
Radiation deep even to souls,
Ignoring scientific warnings,
Of hazards enormous and brutal.
Eyes are but shining balls with
Black and white glossy shades,
Caged in fleshy lids with
Lashes set to filter visions!
Mobile phone; reminds you,
You are Connected, Chased,
Monitored beyond all escapes.
How I wish the days John Milton
Composed ‘The Paradise Lost'!
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i am sad that no sensible review ever received for this verse, though i loved, liked, enjoyed it much. well, still waiting, thats how history is shaped.