The past seems better, so they say,
Our memories sweet, in a golden hue,
Technology changes, day by day.
With ease and convenience, we've found our way,
But something's lost, we're feeling blue,
The past seems better, so they say.
We long for the times when we could play,
With simple toys, and a friend or two,
Technology changes, day by day.
Our gadgets have become our forte,
A virtual world, that's always new,
The past seems better, so they say.
We can't go back, but we can pray,
That we won't forget, the joys we knew,
Technology changes, day by day.
Though progress marches on, we may,
Find solace in memories, and hold them true,
The past seems better, so they say,
Technology changes, day by day.
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Echoes of Modernity: A Collection of Villanelles
Poetry"Echoes of Modernity" is a thought-provoking poetry book that explores the juxtaposition of technology and the human experience in the contemporary world. The book is a collection of villanelles that captures the complex emotions and experiences tha...
