Apparently we love our own cell phones but we hate everyone else's.
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Cell Phone Mania
Cell phones to the right,
Cell phones to the left,
Cell phones, cell phones,
everywhere I look.
Red alert, stop! Listen,
shut up and drive,
shut up and read,
Cell phones, why so many.
Everyone talking,
cell phones in cars,
cell phones in bars,
eating places, cell phones.
There you can't escape
from them, you say
to yourself, the restroom,
no one would dare
use cell phone in there,
oh no, I hear someone,
talking to me, I answer them,
oh, sorry sir, did not know you
were on cell phone.
Oh, so many,
shut up, and walk.
Do away with cell phones,
and it would be like,
the crash of '29'.
People need cell phones,
sometimes their nice,
to have, but so many,
cell phones, might
as well join them
if you can't lick 'em,
join them.
Cell phone, cell phone
now how do I use this
thing, oh cell phone, cell phone,
Hello, Hello, oh that's
you mert.
wrote 1-19-07
10 Things I Hate About You
I hate it when I wake up
and you are in my thoughts.
I hate it when my cell rings
and its not you.
I hate it when my cell rings
and it is you.
I hate it when you smile at me
and I blush.
I hate it when you ask me to meet up
and I cannot deny.
I hate it when we meet up
and I cannot say goodbye.
I hate it when I look up
and its only you I find.
I hate it when I'm about to sleep
and you're the last thing in my mind.
I hate it when I love you
and you love her instead.
I hate it when I look at you
and forget everything I hate about you.
poem by Ruchita Sharma
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Sorry, Wrong Number
Those handy little Cell phones have changed
They do things now that can enthrall.
They play music, games and take pictures too
They can even make a phone call.
And if voice mail is not enough
You can type a text that‘s wordy
By using the little keyboard
That’s much too small but QWERTY.
With all of the things Cell phones can do
There’s just one thing I am berating.
It is what this little device has done,
For the wonderful word of dating.
When on a first time dinner date
And her Cell phone rings
It can be a harbinger
Of what the future brings.
Depending on her reaction
You’ll soon find out your fate.
Whether it will be an early evening
Or you’ll be getting home very late.
This is a human application
That can cause one to burn.
But, better than going to the ladies room
With her never to return.
poem by Edward Iacona
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September
IT is september again
the sun is yet high shining
even the lovers
love affairs
seem dead
at the lake side
looks lı ke isolated
desolate
and in solitude
several girls
and women
are lying
awkward
aimless
and clumsily on the sun
baking
all alone
they clutch their cell phones strongly
talk talk talk aND TALK
NOBODY KNOWS
if their cell phones
are their lovers
or their lovers
are their cell phones
faal is
just going to step on the lake
the lake
with mosses
and with weeds
at its sides
fall is
embracing the waist of the summer
a breeze is blowing lightly
is it the sixth or seventh of september
ı cannot guess
it seems
only your and my love
is left on the earth
ı am swimming in the lake
water lukewarm
some gulls
and herons
aproaches me
and lands on the water
to catch fish
sometimes dive
a dog looks at me
the kind you love
and asks me
where you are
she is not here ı answer
stubborn
does not accompany me
ı tooo stubborn
swim im youyr blue green florescent eyes
ı miss you very much
even if ı cannot see you
in my dreams
oh my love
where are you
evgerything is useless
without you
fall is just
goı ng to step on the lake
hurry
before it changes our fate
or else
we would be very late
hurry
fall is is just
going to pound on the lake
poem by Metin Sahin
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The terrorists that we are up against today do not rely upon cell phones and SAT phones and emails. They rely on couriers. You cannot intercept what a courier is telling somebody.
quote by Oliver North
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I Do Not Hate.....
I hate the way you drive me mad
And the way my head won't shut
I hate that you can make me glad
And the burning that won't cut
I hate the way you made me fall]
And how myself i found
I hate my mobile when you call
I hate that stupid sound
I hate the way my heart shivers
The time you call my cell
I hate that thoughts flow like rivers
Inside my head is hell
I hate the way you read my mind
I hate what you make me feel
I hate how I've become this blind
I hate that you are real
I hate it how you stole my pride
I hate that I admit
I hate the way I boil inside
And how my heart you lit
I hate to think that you are small
I hate to think you're not
I hate to think that above all
I might not get a shot
I hate the things you make me do
And how you make me shove
I hate that i do not hate you
I hate it might be love...
The Mobile Phone
The Mobile phone or the Cell phone,
Is indeed a great invention! .
To the small gadget—a contraption,
We are now in total addiction.
It has of late a grip—so strong,
Over the human psyche—
The phone to possess every one long.
There is a big explosion,
In the varieties of the phone,
With many a different application!
T he mobile phones—a plethora
Exist and tantalize us,
Like the I-phone, Smart phone et cetera!
We are lured by user apps' many,
As to browse the inter-net,
And to keep us good company.
With it we can go for gaming,
Or go in for other spreads,
Or even go for mobile banking.
We can hear songs singing,
Or go for video-streaming.
It's all so mind boggling!
From the smart executive,
To the road-side gypsy—
It is so very far extensive.
From the impecunious vendor,
To the hierophantic priest—
It figures too with the money-lender.
From the college student,
To the vehicle drivers—
It is for all much prudent.
All are seen holding phones
To their ears or clutching it;
It appears none can survive sans phones!
Cell phones have come to play,
An indispensable part of life—
It is much a part of us all day!
It has become a sort of real phobia,
To not have one's mobile phone by—
So, for this fear, a new word is coined—'Nomophobia'!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Your Late
you live in lies
fabrications
delusion
denial
childlike fantasies
i live in truth sense
not in negative denials
you say
the way i
treat you sucks
yet it is you
always hours late
for every rendezvous
even in your late time
your late
i paid for your food
your drinks
your friends
i paid for your clothes
your i-pod
your cell phones
your lap top
your cell phones
limited edition model
ego demanded
i paid for hotels
for holidays
for your taxis
for your shopping
i paid your bank account
your credit card bills
your needed operations
you always complain
your always negative
your always late
actually your right
one of us has an attitude
an attitude that sucks
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Hate Who Hate
I hate those who hate,
I hate myself for not knowing what to hate,
I hate life,
I hate love,
I hate not knowing of my upcoming strife
I hate not know of my oncoming love,
I hate those who hate,
I hate myself
I'd stop to hate for gold of my weight,
I hate all those with wealth,
I hate those who harm,
I hate those who hurt,
I hate those who use their charm,
To put others in the dirt,
I hate living as I ache,
I hate living in earth wake,
I hate people who hate,
I being the one who must be to forsake
Those who hate, must hate me
Because of thou hate I hate thee,
The point i must make,
Leaving myself without this weight
Is that I love to hate,
And all love hate when you hate what they hate.
poem by chris Hamilton
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I hate that I don't hate you
I hate that you left me
I have that I fell for you
I hate that your smile haunts
I hate that you died
I hate that I can't be angry
I hate that I'm upset
I hate that you wanted this
I hate that I wasn't enough
I hate that I couldn't make you happy
I hate that your gone
I hate that I don't hate you
I hate that your laugh is gone
I hate your gentle kisses
I hate your friends for not crying
I hate that I can't stop crying
I hate that life goes on
I hate that your not actually dead
I hate your choices
I hate the drugs that you love
I hate I feel that your dead
I hate you're no longer mine
I hate the people you now call friends
I hate the men you sleep with
I hate your dad for what he's done
I hate seeing you so unhappy
I hate so many things but the one
I hate the most
I hate that I love you
I hate I would die for you
I hate I'll never get over you
I hate this new you
I hate myself for not hating you
poem by Jordyn Heal
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Black Kitchen
i love the darkness
i hate sunlight
i hate the happy
i love to fight
i love the war
i hate the peace
i hate the skinny
i hate the obese
i hate the ones who care
and i hate the ones who dont
i hate the ones who use it
i hate the ones who promote
i hate the silence
i love blaring noise
i hate the screaming in my head
i generally hate others joys
so much hate
so little love
more love than most
poem by Twiggy C. Tubercio
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I hate everything about you.
I hate those who lie
I hate you
I hate your lies.
I do not know you
I hate you
I hate everything about,
You
I hate that you say you,
Care but you don't.
I hate you.
I hate for using me
I hate everything you,
Said.
I hate your voice
I hate yor looks.
I hate you.
I hate when you're,
Mad and take it out,
On me.
I hate the way you,
Talk to me
I hate the way you,
Make me feel.
I hate you.
I hate you for lying
I hate how you say,
You love me.
I hate you for treating,
Me soo cold
I hate you for who you,
made me.
I hate you.
I hate that you fooled,
Me
I hate the way you,
Stay down low.
I hate the way you,
Made me feel
I hate that you hurt,
Me.
I hate you.
I hate you blamed it,
All on me
I hate everything you,
Do to me.
I hate you for all your lies,
And broken promises
I hate the way I met you.
I wish I never Did.
I hate you with all of my,
Being.
I HATE YOU.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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As I pay the bill:
'sometimes it seems they float the
economy, cell phones.'
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Rather Hate You Than Love You
I would rather hate you than love you
Because there are some things that I can’t go through
I would rather hate you than love you
Because I know I can’t stand it if you turn up not being you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of spending days and nights crying over you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of wondering where you are and what you do
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of thinking if you feel the same about me as I about you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of questioning you and whether your love is true
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of seeing you smile for another as if I meant nothing to you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of making plans for an Us without a U
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of torturing myself for feeling the way that I do
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of counting the days until I again see you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of hating every woman because they cannot be you
I would rather hate you than love you
If I could have everyone but could not have you
poem by Stephen Dantes
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The Hate That I Loved
I hate that you changed.
I hate that you’re the same.
I hate that you left.
I hate how you’ve stayed.
I hate how I cry.
I hate how you make me smile.
I hate how I miss you.
I hate how I feel.
I hate how it hurts.
I hate that it’s my fault.
I hate that it’s yours.
I hate that I can’t be around you.
I hate how I’ve lost you.
I hate how I’ve found out who you really are.
I hate that I can’t tell you any of this.
But most of all,
I hate how I can’t hate you,
Not even a little.
I hate how I still love you
poem by Reggie fambro mcclain III
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But most of all...
I hate that you changed.
I hate that you’re the same.
I hate that you left.
I hate how you’ve stayed.
I hate how I cry.
I hate how you make me smile.
I hate how I miss you.
I hate how I feel.
I hate how it hurts.
I hate that it’s my fault.
I hate that it’s yours.
I hate that I can’t be around you.
I hate how I’ve lost you.
I hate how I’ve found out who you really are.
I hate that I can’t tell you any of this.
But most of all,
I hate how I can’t hate you,
Not even a little.
I hate how I still love you.
poem by Gabriell Davis
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But most of all
I hate that you changed.
I hate that you’re the same.
I hate that you left.
I hate how you’ve stayed.
I hate how I cry.
I hate how you make me smile.
I hate how I miss you.
I hate how I feel.
I hate how it hurts.
I hate that it’s my fault.
I hate that it’s yours.
I hate that I can’t be around you.
I hate how I’ve lost you.
I hate how I’ve found out who you really are.
I hate that I can’t tell you any of this.
But most of all,
I hate how I can’t hate you,
Not even a little.
I hate how I still love you.
poem by Marybeth Perdomo
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I Hate...
I hate,
hate that I can't trust
I hate,
hate that I must lie because they'd rather believe I'm fine.
I hate,
hate who I've been.
I hate,
hate to make decisions.
I hate,
hate that I can't hate those I should.
I hate,
hate my life.
I hate,
hate that I can't die.
I hate,
hate to live in fear and hate.
I hate,
hate my uncertainty.
I hate,
hate the lies people tell me.
I hate,
hate that I believe.
I hate,
hate those that wish their lives were mine.
I hate,
hate all emotion that's mine.
I hate,
hate that I need others.
I hate,
hate my own d*mn incompetence.
I hate,
hate that there's so much to hate.
poem by Dama Tristeza
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I Hate It
I hate how I loved you
I hate how I felt
I hate everything you said
That made my heart melt
I hate what you did
I hate how I hurt
I hate how you left me
Alone to die in the dirt
I hate how you said you loved me
I hate that I thought it was true
I hate that I let my wall down
And let myself fall in love with you
I hate how I was so stupid
I hate that I fell so hard
I hate how I let you in
And watched you steal my heart
I hate how much you put me through
I hate how much I cried
I hate that I don't understand
Why you had to lie
I hate how I try to hate you
I hate it that I can't
I hate it that I miss you
Even though you don't
I hate how I still love you
I hate how I still care
But most of all I hate it
That you are no longer here
poem by Alycia Forbes
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My phone has been ringing off the hook. I have like 17 cell phones and pagers.
quote by Steven Cojocaru
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