Tell not how it feels when you want to be connected and you are not being able to connect, tell not what happens when you are free to chat and surf and your apparatus is getting technical problems and you are disconnected but after some days of patience you get connected and you feel now I am a living social being who has made his pace back towards civilization and socialization. Indeed you try your best to get the online socializing process and at last you take a relief and say to yourself I did not miss much or there were no special notifications
Tuesday, 7 August 2012
Sunday, 5 August 2012
My poems
My writing is neither for fame,
Nor for a name.
To me its just a game,
with words that I aim,
Here and there, now and then,
some odd and some even,
Making aliteration and
at times obliteration,
and even creating confusion.
No it's not to make and impression!
It's just a solution,
to my mental revolution.
I just write as a let out,
to all that I see,
All that I disagree and agree!
to all that I object
and to all that I respect.
For values that I care,
and fight for which I dare!
to tell those who don't care,
to take care and at times be aware,
in this is their welfare!
Nor for a name.
To me its just a game,
with words that I aim,
Here and there, now and then,
some odd and some even,
Making aliteration and
at times obliteration,
and even creating confusion.
No it's not to make and impression!
It's just a solution,
to my mental revolution.
I just write as a let out,
to all that I see,
All that I disagree and agree!
to all that I object
and to all that I respect.
For values that I care,
and fight for which I dare!
to tell those who don't care,
to take care and at times be aware,
in this is their welfare!
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