<≪≪ Gluing

I am wanted to be glued To the screen of a laptop or a computer To follow you and the update of your every status That has been done by this faithful soul For long since we met On the land called ‘'wonderful net ‘' Where winds blow in a curve Light bents like rainbow And I am too glad Too proud To do that perfectly And this is the only thing Besides writing poetry Now days I regularly do Because here love sprinkles like fountain And falls like cascade From the mind Upon the head Instead of From the bottom Upon the layers of a heart Once I, too, dipped And drenched And burnt my skin The feeling sweet and sour Still I carry In the sack of my memory So far so nice But things go complicated When you print your materials And ask me to buy One for me And few copies more for my Relatives and friends, Here is the contradiction, By the weight of which Our unity of action Is falling apart Take an example How I could read your book When I am glued to the posts You are updating, At a time I cannot do both My darling!