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Post by Rosetta on Oct 19, 2011 18:55:17 GMT
You see them sitting on the train,
their mobile in their hand.
Are they living in this world
or in some 'la la' land?
With that phone they could call
anyone on the Earth;
But since they have no friends at all,
It really has no worth.
Author's Notes:
I was in the train today - I was surrounded by lonely people staring at their mobiles, wishing them to ring. No one got a single call in 20 minutes. Pathetic.
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Post by alex on Oct 20, 2011 1:01:49 GMT
Are you writing about yourself here, rosetta? Not a single ring in 20 minutes? Why is that pathetic? Mine NEVER rings.
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Post by Daphne on Oct 20, 2011 16:13:21 GMT
A simple poem yet it touches the heart: I would gladly thump senseless the weedy runts who sit in trains and buses, staring at their mobiles, hoping against hope one of their retard mates will phone them. I have even seen people holding a mobile in each hand, waiting pathetically.
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Post by Fraser Allonby Q.C. on Oct 24, 2011 12:13:46 GMT
I could happily kill people who use mobile phones on public transport. When I become a judge, I shall jail anyone I see using one in my court room.
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Post by Rosetta on Oct 30, 2011 20:31:47 GMT
It's nice to see that people share my dislike of mobile phones.
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Post by weewatto on Nov 16, 2011 15:59:50 GMT
I share it too. My teenage daughter was literally (and I mean literally) in tears this morning because her sim card was playing up and she wasn't able to use her phone to contact mates that she'd be seeing in half an hour at school anyway. How did I breed such an eejit???
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Post by Daphne on Nov 21, 2011 15:34:07 GMT
As far as I am concerned people can shove their mobile phones where the sun shines not.
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Post by Barry Hodges, Bard of Gosforth on Nov 21, 2011 16:32:40 GMT
I could write a poem for you as I think an uncle of mine was shot dead near your house.
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