Short Cellphones Poems

Short Cellphones Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cellphones by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cellphones by length and keyword.


New Kings

Constantly rushing through life
Missing out on which matters
Never admiring sunsets
Cellphones became gods!

January 15, 2015
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god
Form: Dodoitsu


Jokes101 Recycled: March 26 In South Africa

TIME issues:
1. Whenever I am short on time, I eat my watch, and always have seconds to spare.

2. Why do I still buy old clocks and collectible watches in a cellphone age? I love keeping time.
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
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Premium Member Who Did It

Many children asked for funny stories before bed time.
  We did it.
More children love to hear praises than excuses.
  We did it.
More and more children demand for rewards
  than punishment.  We did it.
Most children want cellphones than parents...
  Who did it?
Form: Clerihew

Dented Aluminum

Dented Aluminum 

once, kick the can was a lovely
game to play, but not nowadays

as shiny cellphones and prized
handheld games govern the day, 

what a heavy price we will pay,
dented aluminum decays away

our alumni cry out their tired eyes
as hourly the ozone melts, always

1-4-18

Premium Member Lend An Ear

Blank stares and yawns
They’re so blasé
In their own private world
Nobody listens today
They don’t even pretend
It's all black or white nothing's grey
iPads and cellphones
What could she possibly have to say
She’s just part of the furniture
Old discarded and passé



AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2021
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Technitis

Technology is, Controlling the world today; Technitis disease. Too dependent on Our technology; we’ve fed It far too many; Humans and deny That it fails but, we humans Created the beast. Humans make mistakes; If we are its creators It is not perfect! Imperfection can’t Create perfection; we’ve been Blinded by the beast. Technitis is a deadly disease.

Premium Member Cellphone the Extra Appendage

Cellphones attached to hands,
Just an extra appendage, no big deal.
Put down rarely, 
Picked up at first peep.

Instant news.
Instant text.
Instant everything.
Instant anger.
Instant nasty reply.

Cellphones, more interesting than people.
Everyone sitting around, looking at their appendages.
I-phones, their new best friends.
Eliminates lonely feelings
And spontaneous conversations with strangers.

Premium Member Crass Behaviour

Prayer meeting for the departed one finds family praying in silent grief, whilst others shed crocodile tears as dole, marking time with their cellphones for relief, cold hearts, unable to turn a new leaf, searching familiar faces to connect, their insincere condolences thus suspect, crass gesture that happens time and again; high time from our life, such ‘friends’ we eject, for they alleviate not, our deep pain. 16-October-2021
Form: Dizain

Premium Member Catching Our Dog on The Computer

Good thing we came home early with our cellphones.
Buddy had already ordered two truckloads of bones.
We took pictures to prove on social media how smart he is.
He ordered some weird dog food too called Puppy Wizz.

His comrade in crime, Sophie, was supposed to be the look out.
She was sound asleep on the couch; in the way of our route.
She had slowed us down, giving Buddy time to turn off the computer.
He had also called the vet and cancelled his appointment to neuter.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member catching our dog on our computer

Good thing we came home early with our cellphones.
Buddy had already ordered two truckloads of bones.
We took pictures to prove on social media how smart he is.
He ordered some weird dog food too called Puppy Wizz.

His comrade in crime, Sophie, was supposed to be the look out.
She was sound asleep on the couch; in the way of our route.
She had slowed us down, giving Buddy time to turn off the computer.
He had also called the vet and cancelled his appointment to neuter.
dog
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member L O L

When texting was just starting out, my friend texted LOL to me.
Little ornery lunatic?
Lovely ordinary laugh?
Luxuriously outstanding lady?
Lobe-oriented log-splitter?
Land over Lithuania?

Lime Orange Lion-berries?
I texted back “what is LOL?”
But she had shut her phone off
For the night.

I texted three more friends,
But their phones had also
Been shut off.

This was before people started
carrying their cellphones all
day long, looking at them 
constantly you see.

LOL

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