Human Touch

Everyone is alone

they love to be so,

after all they all have

technology to show.

You laugh, you cry,

today nobody knows.

Everyone has their

own phone, you know?

No poet sits down

under a shady tree,

to admire the beauty

of the settling sun today.

Everything is under control,

at the tip of one's thumb.

Nobody cares what the

other one wants.

You wait for a smile,

everyone's busy.

Sending smilies

to people around.

The smells of books

and books too,

are fading quickly-

As the time gets through..

A comforting touch,

or a pat on the back-

Can technology give it too?

I look for his eyes,

They are busy too-

Watching the TV programme

and the shows,

I wait for them to look at me too.

There are less birds

Sparrows are all gone,

Can you tell me,

are feelings going too?

A fear engulfs me

as if I already know,

Some day what shall be

and how it will show.

Feelings will all go,

Like 'robots'

humans will show

the efficiency of

technology

will then only grow!

- Chaitali Dayal