Sunday, May 25, 2025

Poem 304 : Mechanised Movements

 Mechanised Movements
                                       - T ABRAHAM

(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)

The movements and moments,

Under the mechanised ticking,

Needles turning round and round,

Incidents which are time bound,

Routine and rotations recorded,

Playing and re-playing it again,

Copied replies and same doubts,

Blueprints becoming life prints,

Lively movements being dead,

Something being seen and said,

Break open to see the machines,

Rareness in the blood of beings,

Blood and electrons, racing past,

Thinking and processing it fast,

Possession possessing the brain,

Unable to eat the delicious grain.

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