//You can’t blame//
Just like the sonorous property of the metal
It always shines by indicating itself special.
It carries all the informations about me
Including, When I wake up and when I sleep!
I think my self incomplete as l can’t live without it
In it’s absence my life is dreary and stiff.
It had proped up my psychology as it knew what l like
It monitored my encephalon as it knew how to feed.
It behaved as my better half as l share everything with it
It shooted me like my exams as sometimes I scared it.
It helped me as l often find it interesting to relax me
It hunted me as I castigate it for irritating me.
Now I am fully aquanted with the silence in reading texts
My heart is familiarized with the emojis which make noise.
My eyes are trusting blindly those faces whom I’ve never seen
My feelings aches because of pranks which happens behind the screen.
It was the key to open the door of misunderstanding
It was the gate to find yourself, lively hanging.
It was the owner of the user as you were it’s slave
For your robotic approches you couldn’t do it blame!
Subhasmita Pattnaya
