They sit there
Laughing and crying
At the people on their screens
They sit there
Engrossed, staring
At the little device
They sit there
For hours and hours
With empty minds
They sit there
Missing out on laughing and crying
With the people there with them
They sit there
While the world goes on around them
But they never notice
They sit there
Filling their minds with nothing but empty words
Forgetting reality
On this issue, I just had to step up on the soapbox for a bit! Hope you don't mind! If you enjoyed the poem please vote and/or comment! :)
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Snapshots: One Poem is Worth a Thousand Photos
PoesíaSome short poems that are written mostly in my head in bed and then written down here. In most of the poems, I try to capture (photograph) emotions in words... Enjoy!
