Cell Phone- invasion of our life

a poem by Bhasker C Dr.

With cell phone,
You are not alone.
Caring it,
Becomes a habit.
Necessity it has become,
If not for all, to some.
With varied chimes,
Irritating at times.
Talking to yourself it may seem,
Actually it may be the boss’s scream.
When lovers talk,
The don’t sit, but walk.
All said and done,
It’s usefulness has just begun.