Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Sunil Sharma- A Poem


Machine-human interface

Offices
Cars
Metros
Hotels
Homes
Loos.
Humans revolving in solitary orbits/single bandwidths.
Clustered in pairs, threes/fours and groups
Or, alone on a table waiting for the order to be served
Yet, real-time disconnected.
Religiously punching hand-held tiny machines called smart phones, slim-slimmer
Metal---so erotic; cellphones rendered sexy 
For the dysfunctional.
Busy men women kids---mere traces in the cyberspace
Cooing intimately to the gadgets; ignoring their peers.
So surreal, this high-tech culture!
Cold machines taking over
Antiseptic corridors of power and communication
Androids glassy-eyed, everywhere!
The versifier---longing for humans.


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