Friends galore,
but none to make a call,
all loving and charming
on being rung up.
Make a call,
any moment, any day,
any night,
all happy,
flows music of love,
breathless singers all,
sweet singers all,
all loving, charming,
talks could last for hours,
many things to share,
those glorious golden days,
those get-togethers,
those little, little pranks,
inebriated evenings,
the days
all visited the sea,
the sea-bath,
all immemorable
list endless.
Diminishing balance in
the mobile,
sends shockwaves,
another re-charge coupon?
if kept quiet
none to ring me up,
none feels like
making a call
convey something cheerful,
some hot news,
either by the ones
pulling on in the neighbouring lands
or those far away.
Messages of love,
harmony,
peace,
greetings,
reverberate all around
integral humanism,
Universal harmony
tall talks, the
hallmarks of contemporary times.
Better,
like a tortoise,
withdraws into its shell
of your make-believe
world,
and be happy
drowned in your
serene peace,
tranquility.
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