All lines are busy
comes the message easy
with that a busy tone
and the phone is dead.
A few tries after
it is the machine thereafter
that comes in the line
telling I am so and so.
It continues talking
I am busy walking
leave your number, name
after the beep.
The beep beeps
the required data breathes
It says with a feeling
I would call you back.
The mechanism works so well
better than the real tell
with a kindness and love
recorded with care.
The clogged lines
get released in a bind
and the traffic picks up
with talks from all over
Meenas Poems 