Missing In Action

My phone is sick,

For the past couple of days,

I feel lost,

And there’s a blinding haze.

Crippling it is,

And weakening too,

It’s like a disability,

Does that strike you?

We are consumed in this jungle,

The one we call technology,

It isn’t a one way road,

But it shows a dangerous duo logy.

I can’t write,

Nor can I freely think,

Ideas don’t approach,

And life’s missing that link.

Words aren’t coming,

Though I’m writing this verse,

It’s like all my old plots too,

Have gone in the hearse.

I’ll end this here,

A real life story,

Its full of plight,

But it isnt at all gory.

I’ll be back soon,

In action in just a day,

Rest is what I’m doing now,

A blessing, as now I can undisturbed lay.