Typing is an art
You look down to not misspell
You look up and leave a “L”
You look down and miss the crux
Of what u are writing and the flux
You look up and feel expert
Till u miss something and feel the hurt
Life’s no different, up or down
Sit or stand, smile or frown
Means you can’t read it being too far
If you are too near, you miss the radar
Just right , win a fight
Lose a battle, fly a kite
All the games, big and small
Some gigantic, some leave you appall
Times when you were a couch potato
Wondering why the ado?
And sometimes a feminist to the core
Let anything come, cats and dogs pour
What spirit, resilience and patience
Few times remember being a menace
A peril to all at large
But mostly ready to do my march
And make sure to tilt the arch
So that I can enjoy both screen and keyboard
Eventually unlock the code
The best is that it is un-crackable
So we can remain in life’s fable
That’s the art
Till it again starts
Philosophically yours
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