As the time needle
Slipped like sands of time
Changes marked the dates
And evolved varied rhymes
For instance, the art of patience
Was brutally slain
And messages now travel
Like superfast trains
The romance of receiving
The beloved’s letter
After sighs and immense
Feeling of longing
Has been lost
With instant messaging
Too much sharing and belonging
Time’s spent in clicking for hours
The may-be may-not-be true informations
Truth lost
In a breeze of illusions
Light’s thrown
Where the torch is shown
The lost subtle art of waiting
Need the same grandeur past dating
We leaped too fast
From old days
With constant evolution
In our ways
Slow internet connection bites
And traffic jams ignite
Preferred is air flight
Loudness taken over the quiet
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