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Virtual Bliss with Borrowed Thoughts

by bharti-singh

I wrote something that I did not mean When I write that, I feel it’s unseen In real, I make someone else’s thought mine Publicize it and leave others to opine These actually are one liner’s lifted from popular text I dissemble and exude that I take my life at best I am the ideal of all humans in my words For similar situation in real, I am truly reverse My online life is most beautiful on earth Whereas offline, I am rehashing in vain to cover up dearth My posts are full of inspiration and energy If you meet me in real I am full of lethargy Why dupe to be a connoisseur and be a commonplace At least quote the source, give true author some space Be eclectic and original in expression Write such that it’s never been done Bharti
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bharti-singh
Published
Jul 9, 2014
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Most of the times, I feel posts on social media avowing inspirational inclination and concerns on burning issues of the society are impressive but factitious. Urges us to form gentle opinions about the people posting these. However, in reality, its all borrowed knowledge which in reality may be far beyond application when comes to it. I did that a few times and ruminate why????? What's the harm in being original? Write to express not impress. So all are happy in virtual world; so am I after posting this....hahahaha...:)

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