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Written: October 15, 2023 _______________________________________ Hanging precariously on the landline pole, The sun's beams dance, yet no heat console. Akin to power wires in homes spread and sway, But it seems friendly warmth has gone astray.   Sun rays are vanishing behind the fog cover, Placing the world through a frost to discover. Nonetheless, it still clings to the phone cable, A sign of hope is when light and cheer are stable.   Phone broadband towers above the keen sky. It manages the call akin to a coordinator of a tie. Yet it feels empty without the rays of the sun. A mystery gap, an unviable-to-cram void, began.   Our bones are gently dying as we sit in silence. Warmth may induce a shift in people's reliance. But the phone's broadband remains unmoved. By embracing all our goals, we stay unimproved.    We dearth the sun to engulf us with its coziness. To devote us comfort, we struggle for prosiness. But forthwith, we're out in the cold, yearning. For the radiation from the sun to start burning. Acoustically, we fix our gaze on the phone wire, Speculating around when it will uplift us higher. Will it ever convey to us the warmth we desire? Or will it ditch us eternally in this icy quagmire? However, a hyperlink grows inside the wire. A flickering ember of faith that will not tire. So there is a secret power within the cord. A convenient network that hinders the record Each house, each heart, a node in this scheme, An array of linkages where comfort can gleam. And though the sun may not shine with its might, Each of us is able to produce our proper light. So let us sit quietly in the cold embrace. And bear changes at our proper pace. The phone, a device, or a wire may hang above Yet it is up to us to descry the embrace of love.

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Date: 10/17/2023 8:18:00 PM
A wonderful poem about phones! I will never look at them the same....
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Date: 10/17/2023 8:59:00 AM
We live in a world of fast escalating communication technology. But the warmth in human relations has disappeared. "Will it ever convey to us the warmth we desire? Or will it ditch us eternally in this icy quagmire?". It is a serious question we have to answer. Like Frankenstein monster, we think that we can replace nature with technical gadgets. But it is so foolish. Yet everything depends on our attitude. If we want we can embrace love and light. Powerfully written in your flowing rhyme.
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Date: 10/16/2023 11:43:00 AM
You speak the words of truth, seems like mankind will become a victim of its own success or maybe crimes... we live in a lost generation.... how times have changed.. you have written a profound poem, which rhymes and flows so well...
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Date: 10/16/2023 8:41:00 AM
The sun is not powerful enough to burn out our telephone lines. And how we needed those connections. I hate mobile phones. I would always prefer a face-to-face encounter, but I know it is impossible. So we have to bear these modern gadgets. Great poem. Blessings
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Date: 10/16/2023 6:37:00 AM
Very descriptive and moving write! On a unique subject. I love the imagery and rhymes in this and how you’ve delivered such thought provoking lines, so profound! I agree it is upto us to embrace love and live in the moment, but so many are too consumed with technology and all that which is artificial, if only we take a minute to appreciate nature and all that which is good for the soul. You’ve seen two sides of whats beneath the chord, we can all produce and see light if we want to! Well said!
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Date: 10/16/2023 5:39:00 AM
a truly magnificent masterpiece, Sotto! I'm impressed with your poetic prowess. How powerful was the metaphoric message you created with the now all but distinct landline. I remember those phone lines and saw them as hope--a way of connecting with family/friends far away. Somehow the ring of a cell phone isn't the same. I don't get excited :-) Anyway, you're right, it is up to us to bring the rays of love. Have to fav this one...enjoy your day, Sara
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Date: 10/16/2023 1:18:00 AM
Lovely poem! - Phoenix :)
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