When my time is up and gone
And I’m no longer on face book
Or no longer on the twitter page
Do not cry for me, please.......
Having lived the better part of my life
As just a another ‘virtual’, human being
Making virtual friends, virtual enemies
On a key board with lots of potato wafers
Day and night, night and day in cyber space
Endlessly seeking, searching and finding nothing.........
Virtual world has a magic sway How sad many end up as its prey From the real world you'll be far away So, from its strangling hold, better keep away! The poem is the vivid and beautiful description of an undisputed truth! !
Ralph Waldo Emerson always stressed that given the chance to read or to get outside and live, you must choose the latter. A book then and the gadgets of the cyber-junky now. Living a virtual life could not possibly be more dull and safe. Your poem made me smile. Thanking God I am old enough to have experienced life unplugged. Wonderful writing!
Indeed a wonderful poem. It is all a vain seeking and searching and not finding anything.
It is getting to be a cyber world living indeed. Good poem and thank you for your comment on my poem.
This cyber world is indeed so very delusive; you know and yet you don't know or you can say you don't know and yet you claim to know. Valsa's comment is quite apt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what sort of knowledge we like to obtain from cyber really matters, Krishnakumar...the last line talks about the reality of many lives...wonderful poem..