Best Cellphone Poems

Is his cell phone dead? Is he dead? What is happening?
I stare out the window for the sixteenth time.
It is windy out there. I can...

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As I lie on my bed reading my book

My mind wondered to a look and a smile

Staring down on me. I turn to cry awhile.

I...

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JESUS CHRIST CAN ONLY BE WHO "GOD" SAYS HE IS.WHAT DO YOU THINK? FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD THAT HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN...

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CELL PHONE

My people are destroyed because of lack of knowledge and understanding

It is now easier to lie on cellphone
It is now easier to cheat on...

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Jog at skybridge
Dusk descends swiftly;
Deep darkness sums


Side by side we
Stride brisk and fast;
Stop clock moments


A neighbour smiles
Mobile cellphone chat;
Our feet speed away


Evening echoes
Cicada serenade;
Hazy ambience...

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At one-thirty in the morning, while I was lying in bed reading my book. 
My mind wondered with thoughts of my husband. I couldn't stay...

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I need to make some calls but I can't even use this phone of mine.
I live in a hick town and me and my neighbors...

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It’s quarter after six, Friday evening. He  thought with a smile, besides the rain, everything is looking great. Table set beautifully just for two....

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You know a cellphone discharges
Electric cars swamp like barges!
You can't make a case
For drivers who face
Assault a battery charges!...

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no more ringing
in my ears always
being Quasimodo
screaming about
the bells

i set my house
phone ring tone
to play a MIDI
Wagner Ride
of the Valkyries

and my cellphone
wake up alarm tone
is...

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Our first kiss
was a deathless Mayfly.

Ten years onward, we sit
in a Doctor's waiting room
as sniffling strangers.
She smells of baby-puke.

Sometime later,
she tries to sell me a...

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Technology AND Human Relationship Poem


 It was on an April day When I was returning home,
 Earphones plugged to my ears, listening to Music in...

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Fulfilled fantasies and legitimate realities…you do know how to please…
Are you listening to my voice of longing and yearning?
No, don’t backstab me with your broken...

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MY AFRICA
 
A dusty street, commuters meet
A taxi crowded, a route decided
Street vendors sell, plastic from China
Fresh fruit, dead meat, flies from hell
A cellphone rings,...

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Prayers descend like acid rain from 
oligarch-soaked manchurians, stumping 
for elected office, praising hybrid 
demigods, passing out vouchers to the 
peasants.

A slow rumbling-
 part of...

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