i wish for the breeze
to be stronger than the rain
to be sharper than a blade
for the roof and door
of this charge-fueled mobile
to pierce right through them
Waking in the palm of your hand,
A universe of spinning worlds unfolds—
Neon dreams and ancient lore,
From jungle beats to mythic shores.
No app downloads, just instant play,
HTML5 magic on your way—
Free spins dance, multipliers soar,
Jackpots rising, evermore.
Scroll through themes and epic tales,
From glittering gems to pirate sails.
Every tap—a pulse, a thrill,
Responsive beats that never still.
Trust the vault, the licensed gate,
Secure and fair, with healthy restraint.
Set your spin, respect the game—
Responsible fun, the core’s the same.
Play the demo first, feel the spark,
A teaser’s glimpse before you embark.
From mobile slot adventures at UnionSlots with Starburst’s glow
To Rainbow’s gleam where winnings flow.
So spin the night on mobile beams,
Let bonus rounds fuel your schemes.
In shrinking screens, vast worlds reside—
Mobile slots in the UK where fortune and fun collide.
Whatever happened to the telephone book
enquiring minds need to know
there hasn't been one here for years
so wherever did it go
and what about the telephone box
or the answer machine
I haven't seen either near it's clear
they're few and far between
they went the way of the dodo
long before their time
as not everyone owns a mobile phone
and no you may not use mine
we used to flip the pages
let our fingers do the walking
but now with not a lot to say
there's way too far much talking
Forthcoming Summer Hiku 21
summer on the w -a –y
pearly s ~h ~o ~r ~e vacation dreams
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s -t -r -e -a -m -i -n -g from smartphones.
in a springg board pan
layer a graham cracker crust
with graham crackers and
shortbread cookies
2 cup of graham crackers
2 cups of shortbread cookie
1 c of butter
3 cups of softened cream cheese
2 cups of melted butter pecan ice-cream
1/2 cup of sugar
3 eggs
4 tablespoons of cornstarch
2 tablespoons of flour
1 teaspoon of vanilla
3 tablespoon of nut liquer
1/2 of butter
1/4 c of chocolate chips
1/4 c of dried bananas
in a large mixing bowl
use a hand mixer
combine til a creamy smoothness bake for 35 minute allow to cool
top with strawberries and glaze
and whipped cream!
I'm retired and live in a small, mobile home,
about 5600 miles from the outskirts of Rome,
about 7200 miles from the waters of the Ganges,
and about 5100 miles from Machu Picchu, in the peaks of the Andes.
It's a nice, cozy little home,
where every day, I try to write at least one new spanking poem -- oops!
one spanking new poem.
A sweet sword
Hanging on my brain door
Shining with a mystical might
Flavors that are vicious and bright
It cuts my invisible emotional ties
And takes me on a roller-coaster ride
Diving into the ocean of E-life
Everything else seems to be a lie
A new tool “E-divine”
That sets the bar upright
The windows shut and doors closed
The real world carved is a piece of art
The blood has taken another route
The arteries and veins left the chat
Those sweet verbal exchanges are now Emojis
Wholesome is the new hole
The deepest spot is not a place anymore
It is the screen that displays “battery low”
Oh ! what hollow lives we lead
Gazing at our screens
Like robots on automation
Avoiding human contact
Losing touch with nature
Basking in the sunlight
Or submerging in moonbeams
Dancing with the waves
Or playing on the greens
In the digital world
We flirt with virtual lovers
Far from reality
Who are not what they seem
Oh! What a facade
What a hollow existence we live!
Small guys or bigger, all have a mobile,
E’en tattered beggars… all have a mobile.
Social-media eager has a mobile,
Be they big bloggers… all have a mobile.
Even a gravedigger has a mobile,
Or well-known figures… all have a mobile.
One not sweet like sugar has a mobile,
Or sweet-voiced singers… all have a mobile.
Every Tom, Dick, Meagre has a mobile,
Big figure leaguers… all have a mobile.
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Ghazal (Tongue-in-cheek) |11.10.2024| humour
Poet’s note: Every Tom, Dick, Meagre has a mobile, as this Ghazal claims, but many true leaguers do not bother about smart phones. The world truly runs by the people that keep low profile. The billionaire investor Warren Buffet used no smart mobile for long years till Apple’s Tim Cook gave one insisting on its use. He does not waste time on social media. Pop Singer Ed Shiran also does not use smart mobile, and says, I used to see world through mobile’s screen, but now I see it with my own eyes. We can add actor Tom Cruise and singer Justine Bieber in this list, and quite a few more.
It's a sad sad day when a mother's attention sways from her
Little daughter swimming
To a social media prison
I kid not these are indeed the last days
I look left and right I can't say I'm amazed
Women giving no attention to the lives they bore
Heads stuck in a mobile phone it's neglect to the core
Can't you spare a moment for your little light
There's something wrong with the picture
It's just not right
As your sons and daughters push out the strokes
Heads bobbing up look at me mummy
No you can't give them your time
Your head lost in a phone
It's social media time
They were once in your tummy
Their little hearts sinking as hope dwindles
In this lost society
What's more important than the child you bore.
The wiener mobile should be here at eleven I said.
My straight man principal’s blue eyes went up into his head
They will love it, I reassured him, and all students will be fed.
This happy day was arranged by my goofy cousin, bi-polar Ned.
Ned came tearing up in the first wiener mobile we had ever seen.
He gave me a super noogie, calling me a worry wort queen.
My students were horrified, on my cheeks there was more than a sheen.
Ned fed every child in the school, before he called me an idiot bean.
Once in the star-filled winter sky,
When I looked at the crescent moon,
Hanging like a delicate jewel
I knew you too were looking high,
Our gazes might meet and get entwined
Far away on the surface of the moon
But now, I know your gaze never left
The atmosphere; never transcended
the barriers of time and this sphere
For you were always busy on your phone,
Watching reels and scrolling feeds
You never accompanied me
In my journey to the realms of beauty,
Which for Keats is joy, but for you,
A time waste and guilt.
Two hearts with different needs
Yet with the zeal to be consorts
What would it lead to?
Would it alter the spirits?
Or would it be aesthetic..??
~Paghunda Zahid
13th of October, 2023
The daisy mobile is coming! The daisy mobile is coming!
Excitement mounts as I spy the yellow giant roll toward me.
Up the hill she rises, showing off her florals and her fanciness.
I smell pumpkin cappuccino and freshly bakes lemon scones.
I am loving what is happening; for the daisy mobile is terrific.
She only appears in November, a month of Thanksgiving.
Chocolate cherry muffins? The mobile’s owner asks me.
My mouth loves it here, salivating like a sieve; I nod.
I have missed you! I tell her. Your frostings and your daisies.
You are too sweet, she tells me. My best customer.
I think we are all “her favorite” customers, she acts like we are.
I feel appreciated and loved as I taste a bite of muffin.
My battery is 2%
At the end of the day
My life is expiring
With too much to say
Incomplete thoughts
Kind words set for friends
Inexplicable feelings..
Is this where it ends?
The red lamps are blinking
My head starts to race
And my fingers are tapping
All my thoughts at a pace
What words do I choose?
Nothing flashy or new
In the essence of time:
My lovely, it's you
It's a constant connection
No matter how late
Or if words arrive slowly
Or those blinks terminate
You should never forget me
Whether grumpy or phased
It's a simple "I love you"
Just before I'm erased
I will miss us just chatting
Or those texts that you sent
So seems I'm no longer
One hundred percent
Jinjagoliath
15th July 2023
Cell phones came, replaced your watch,
Resignedly you just watched;
Took away your alarm clock,
You shrugged and to your way walked;
Next, it eyed your camera,
You: ka mera, ka mera!
Then came daily calendar,
You knew just to surrender.
Should next be your family,
Would you still watch by idly?
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Ka mera: Hindi, for ‘what’s in there for me?’
Happenings |05.06.2023| humour
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