Our sense of sight is misleading yet overused
As if real things - trees, water, cloud -
Weren't enough!
We invented screens to stare, ogle, judge
From dawn to dusk to their glare
Our eyes are constantly glued
Our sense of hearing is never quiet
The songs of birds and winds of late
Have all but ceased!
But we have the clamor of modern life.
Sounds thru electronic earbuds -
Our eardrums they ceaselessly buffet
Our ability to sniff does overwhelm
With so much to smell!
As if the scent of flowers, of soil, of bodies –
the real things – wasn't enough
We invented perfumes, potions
And pollutants to inhale
The appetite of our tastebuds!
Fruits of nature – sweet, tangy, salty, and onwards
Do not satiate them!
So
we invented diets and cuisines
Under the blitz of samplers, buffets, instant snacks
The tongue need not pause between words!
All these senses working so much
How about our sense of touch?
The most trusted and true
The sense of love itself!
Starved of attention
Has it been forgotten as such?
For, why do we throw emojis and gifs
And not go the mile to be face to face!
Why do lovers type and text and not
Enjoy the warmth of a tight embrace
Let us awaken our Fifth sense, give it respect
Let it once again be the ace of all senses!
Abhay
B. Joshi