Phone Girl

Phone Girl

A Poem by MinorArt

Sparks flying
Like when you desperately try to get fire
From a dead lighter
Almost fooled them, didn't we

Im in your waiting room
Smells like summer rain,
Precious stones, pillows
Its almost comfortable
You made waiting for you feel like home

You've nested me in your phone
I live there now
I'm not real
And I'm not hurt
If you don't look at it

They've called everyone else in
I was promised Id be seen
I was promised so many things
All the right things
I have no one to complain to about this
I live in a waiting room
Inside that phone screen
I'm not real
Unless he unlocks it

© 2016 MinorArt


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Wow, the first stanza got my attention. It is written with the imagination I would have never thought off.

I read it again and again, then moving further I liked the way you have portrayed the modern technology behind the phone relationships.

Written well, my friend.

Posted 8 Years Ago


MinorArt

8 Years Ago

Your reviews always make me smile, thank you x
Phone girl !! Interesting , the feelings of a phone girl. Nice one .


Posted 8 Years Ago


MinorArt

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much x

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MinorArt
MinorArt

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