Hand-held Reality

Hand-held Reality

A Poem by Sami Khalil
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It speaks of itself...

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Hand-held Reality   By Sami Khalil



Hand-held reality!

A tactile sculpture,

At our palms. Warm, gelid.

The marriage of fingers and small worlds.

Within grasp, out of grasp. In fashion, out of fashion with purchasing power of hard currency, ready to inspect or provide a retrospect.

A private museum of sensory overload, a gallery of broken signals, fulfilling, beguiling notions, emotions and motions.

Visages drawn in. Curtains slide over windows. Light enters, exits, suffices vast lexicons, bursts of knowledge, intelligent and purblind minds.

The fields are vast; sonic waves forge ahead across lines of communication, invoking towers alighted on perches.    

Salvation of distances is at hand. Separation anxieties healed, albeit momentarily.

Those vulnerable souls have either honest or rapacious desires, beloved or hated in public, private domains, inviting alien shadows, penumbral outlines where thoughts bleed on magic carpets, Earth-bound, Heaven-bound.

Hand-held reality! The small dances of fingers…

 

© 2019 Sami Khalil


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This I understand
but thankfully my
son isn't like this but
we text and talk on
the phone,

And talk when
we're face to face
not text.

my family we talk like
a human being not a zombie
And don't text when face to face.

as it can damage
the eyes very much.


Hand-held reality!
A tactile sculpture,

At our palms. Warm, gelid.

The marriage of fingers and small worlds.

This is a powerful
message bravo 👏

Posted 5 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

5 Years Ago

Hello Benita. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and your visit with us. All appreciated. Keep up t.. read more
This is quite a admirable piece of work
Very impressive and quite relevant
I have two older teen-aged grandsons with cells glued to their beings.
They and their friends will even sit fairly close together and converse by cell rather than speak
Alltimeclazy


Posted 5 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

5 Years Ago

Wow! I do understand and that shows how powerful and addictive it has become in the our lives. That .. read more
Wow Sami... It is as though we were born with
an additional arm... but then if it were not so,
we would not have our friends on this poetry site.
I do burn the midnight candle... to make time
to rhyme and read the perspective of very
astute individuals... perhaps a bit will rub off on me.
I think your poem is very unique and brilliantly composed.
truly, Pat

Posted 5 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

5 Years Ago

OMG! I love how you look at things and how you understand things. This poem tackles the importance o.. read more
Patricia Wedel

5 Years Ago

Even medical advice is at our finger tips. I think of all the people who got paid to enter all of t.. read more
Sami Khalil

5 Years Ago

All true and well said. See you.
what would we do without it in our today's society

Posted 5 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

5 Years Ago

I know it is hard dear Wordman for it became part and parcel of our social life. Some chose the old .. read more
 wordman

5 Years Ago

you`re welcome
Sami Khalil

5 Years Ago

:)......................
key here...Momentary healing of anxieties...but the separation is very very real....this new age of technology and cell phones...
screensavers? they are not life savers are they?
this is so real...curtains slide over windows of touch...real touch...not just fingers touching keys.
I just love this poem...but then i have never even owned a cell phone...

Posted 5 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

5 Years Ago

Whoa! Thank you so much great poet and friend for this wonderful review and kind sharing. You have s.. read more

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Sami Khalil
Sami Khalil

Tuscaloosa, AL



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