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Born quiet then screaming into the fold,
Pliers snap and  gossip before the fence.
They take your wires,
And propagate you outta control.

Look up

A butterfly knife dances,
Over the last generation,
To know nothing, before it’s started.
Insurance paid before inflation.

Look up

Satellites’ mistook for stars
In my new child's eyes.
Strings cant be cut,
From  this pinocchios lies.
A generation that knows nothing but technology.
Daniel Magner Jan 20
It's the closest I've got to a soul.
Ever present and when it isn't
I'm hollow,
desperate to feel its powerful touch,
wash over me, connect me to the hive mind,
the swirling voice, collective planet,
except those with no access.

Yes, it is life blood,
cool streams in the desert,
a thing so desperately sought.
Daniel Magner 2020
Mikey Kania Dec 2019
emma, 13 years old.
alfredo, 61.

emma: hi grandpa nice to see you what's your wifi-password?

alfredo: i don't have wifi.

emma: written altogether?
Today is a good day.
Mark Toney Dec 2019
A I
WIFI
8/22/2018 - Poetry form: Footle - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2018 - "You've probably been told that the singularity is coming. It is that long-awaited point in time — likely, a point in our very near future — when advances in artificial intelligence lead to the creation of a machine (a technological form of life?) smarter than humans." |Futurism http://bit.ly/2w23XLg
Megha Elizabeth Jun 2019
A World Without Wi-Fi
     »by Megha Elizabeth Koshy.
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The people in the world
Like machines they go
With tiny commanders
On their palms
At the streets, at the malls
At the office, at the homes.
Some even chattering to their buddies
At the next door!
People behave like dummies
Who carefully keep ears sharp
To there notification  tones,
But never to their mummies!
Kids who pay attention for their
Comments and likes
But never bother to brush their teeth twice!
People are slaves of technology
Like electronic gadgets
If not plugged in they run out of life.
Now just imagine....
A World Without Wi-Fi
For one single day
People may fall sick
And some will even die!
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This is just the first attempt of mine...please forgive me for the flaws... :)
Tristan Brown Nov 2018
If I was a love poet
I'd say I love you the
same way a smartphone
loves wi-fi;

Able to work without
you, but only fully
functional when I'm
with you.
Salmabanu Hatim Aug 2018
Friends are our WiFi connection to life,
An ATM card in need,
A key that turns our sorrow into a smile,
A balm for our pain,
A moisturiser for our success,
Guardians of our secrets,
A rocking partner , a soulmate.
The foundation of a good marriage is friendship.
A friend in need is a friend indeed.
Eliza Hale Mar 2018
I'm not addicted to my phone.

I'm addicted to what it brings.

My heart aches when its not with yours.

So my heart leaps when my phone rings.

I don't think of my phone as a simple device to communicate.

I think of it as my connection to you.

My connection to wifi is moot if we can still call.

Because I have iMessage my other apps are few.

So no, I'm not addicted to my phone,

I'm addicted to you.
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
Let us write our stories  
Reckon all moments
A passage to self-reflection  
With a display box of grandeur,  
Fingers on a key pressed,  
Levitates a search in no time,
Way out of the crowd  
Quiting a reality to roam and wander  
Nothing is outside, all within  
A big circle of virtual connections,  
Without months of eye contacts  
No face to face,  
Sending empathy through e-thoughts

Having a common ground,  
Hope to run faster than Terabyte,  
We love seconds more than a minute  
WiFi made all worth living  
Sending signals to the soul  
We will feel it, anyway.
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.
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