Author - Sandip Das
The manual is being converted
into technical,
With the glorious development of
Technological busterd .
The beauty of nature is ceased to capture
Not in the hearts but in machine .
And then the look , shape , bright and beauty
Is changed by technological vaccine .
What a fuss !!
Friends and friends , full of pages
But no hands were digging the funeral graves ,
No tear rolled down as they watch
The journey of one another
From this lonely world .
Still , friends and friends , full of pages.
What a fuss !!
The heads are down ,
The streets are now not so long ,
Navigation is at your finger step
And the foot are ready to fly .
Is it not the greatest joke ?
Visible faces , caring hands and
Audible voices are just the crowds ;
And , we are free to poke the unseen
On their screeny faces .
What a fuss !!
Friends and friends , full of pages
But no hands were digging the funeral graves ,
The heads are down ,
The streets are now not so long ,
Visible faces , caring hands and
Audible voices are just the crowds ;
And , we are free to poke the unseen
On their screeny faces .
What a fuss !!
