Smartphones, our very end. 

Communication, a form of transportation of ideas. We are in a period where communication plays a vital role. And by speaking of communication the only thing that pops into our brains are the Smartphone. So why exactly was a smartphone invented? Well the answer’s simple as we all know, its a major form of communication. But is that really is?              According to my opinion, its definitely not. Although its main motif is to have a communicational bond with people of all kinds, yet it did the opposite.          As ironic as it sounds, smartphones attually made people lack the communication skills. It made a crater between those people who are closer to us, is it not? Do we really sit down and have a chat with our parents by looking into their eyes?  Do our kids do that? Do even speak to our neighbors without trying to compare materialistic things? I don’t know, maybe there are but that doesn’t means all are.       Have a thought, we were the ones who invented smartphones in the first place yet we are being controlled by them, not by force but by heartful acceptance.          Although not everything is bad about it doesnt means they are all good as well. Its up to use, how we utilized it. 


A Tragic Love

Once the mighty sun fell in love, 

It was the silvery moon. 

He loved her so much above, 

But she was not immune. 

He was hot and she, cold. 

They weren’t made for. 

Yet, his passion never got old. 

Every light it grew more. 

And he loved her so, 

He died every night. 

Just for her, to see this world

And take a breath of life.

This poem is Attually a quote that made me fell in love with the lines. I couldn’t help but alter it a bit and post it. Hope its good. 

Smiles & bye’s 


One day, I will die

No tears nor cry.. 

Look up at the starry skies, 

Where the silver orb lies. 

The dark illuminated by the tiny dots, 

Where our precious  memories hide. 

Look up at that velvety sky, 

 With a lingering smile, 

Just say a ‘good bye’… 


Missing someone dearest to me..  May you rest in peace, dad.. 

“A Cold Night”


Stars in the dark, 

Littered the sky. 

Like a shinny arc, 

The moon stood by. 

Soothing wind blew 

Like a lulling song 

Of a moon-lit dew

Lasting long… 

The glittering skies 

I stood under

With bewildered eyes 

I still wonder… 

Twinkling little tiny dot, 

You aren’t one but alot. 

Litting the darkened world, 

With your light spreading gold

But why is it still cold?… 


Im not one of the best poet but I love writing poem and enjoy. It makes me calm and gives a soothing aura to me.