cell prisoner

          YeahWrite’s Weekly Writing Challenge #388

Jealousy is your middle name,

Excuses are just so very lame.

You caress me lovingly all day,

Poor me!!! Do I have any say?

You sleep with me the whole night,

allow me to be out of your sight.

                               
Your fingerprints on my body,

caged in a plastic cover, gaudy.

You poke me with your nails, painted,

I shed tears, many, unseen, pained.

You swipe on my body swiftly

I scream out but silently.

I am your faithful genie,

trapped in Aladdin’s lamp, by destiny.

In Gucci or Louis Vuitton I repose,

or stuffed in Wrangler , I doze.

I connect to your loved ones in a jiffy,

My speed and precision, no iffy.

I am your personal assistant,

Files, drafts,lists stored in an instant.

A silo of information,

Google and a see every nation.

Yet I am branded a villain,

A threat to relationships, billion.

You are a prisoner of your 'cell' phone,
O Human ! for some time, leave me alone.

O Man ! Allow me to 'live' in peace,

don't breathe down my neck, please.

                                 








    

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