Colourful
Mobile phone was not a boon to me
Mobiling everywhere I was not addicted
Used to use it but not so special to me
Useful it was for the information passed
Never use it for playing only time being
Never used it for spending my extra time
Not using for all my emotions and sharing
Everywhere it was away from me in bedtime
You entered into my life as an Angel
Mobile phone turned into my closest
Started loving it every way in all angle
mobile is now everywhere looks sweetest
you are the one the most beautiful
You made my life so much colourful.
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