faces hovered
over their phones
fingers fly
across keyboards
conversations
with someone
not here
oblivious
of the person
sitting opposite
romance
twenty-first century
style
faces hovered
over their phones
fingers fly
across keyboards
conversations
with someone
not here
oblivious
of the person
sitting opposite
romance
twenty-first century
style
la condivisione del dolore è un dono di amore da parte di chi lo fa e di chi lo riceve
A picture tells a thousand stories!
Epistles,Thoughts, and Concerns
Here, Now and Somewhere else
Moda-Creative thinking
Lucania la mia ragione di vita
Deal with the faults of others as gently as your own.
....But if you stay in my lane long enough, you'll experience my emotions...
Daily wind
Welcome to my world
Gesundheit - Rezepte - Reisen
Blog de literatura e artes
Urban art and culture
We're all on a road to somewhere.
My poetry is my religion.
poetry by Robert Ford
Recetas fáciles de preparar
A daily guide on “What to cook?" And "How to cook?”
Fantastic observation but I continue to long for the way it was.
Me, too.
So sad and it’s everywhere.
Unfortunately.
I think it’s an addiction to checking the streams of communication coming in. Why else go in public and not be present? It isn’t much different than going to a bar with others and getting terribly drunk and in that way not being present to others. Some can’t help it, but it leads to as much loneliness and separation. All this is so odd because both are supposed to fill a need but just make it worse.
I see it much too often.
Romance is carried with loving words and splendid situations.
True.