Hello, User!
Your smartphone’s here.
Buzzing you into a new day,
Hoping it goes your way.
I keep you connected.
Help you stay abreast of news and views,
Weather forecasts and gossip, too.
You set reminders.
Plan a meet-up,
Book a table
At a diner.
I’m your encyclopedia, map and diary,
And your ever-growing picture gallery.
You download a dozen apps,
Fill your carts,
Read a book,
Hum a tune,
Or scroll your worries away.
Losing me
Is like losing your soul.
But beware!
I can be an addiction
And a distraction.
So hold me close.
But let me go
When your mind needs rest.
I’m here to help.
Not be a pest.
This post is part of the Blogchatter A2Z challenge2026
Such a simple poem but said lots. I wish people would learn how to use it first. Yes we need it all the time but we should stop short of doomscrolling.Mobile manners should be made compulsory when you buy one and learn how to use it.
ReplyDeleteThank you for stopping by Harjeet. AS with everything else, I guess the key here is moderation.
DeleteThis was a fun read. And Sammy is a cute name...I have a Sammy too :)
ReplyDeleteThe mobile phone has really turned into an all-in-one resource that we simply can not do without in the current age. But as your poem says, it is also turning us into notification-fatigued and notification-addicted zombies who are always awake.
Cheers,
CRD