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Gul e Dawoodi Sep 2017
In the race of likes and shares
Our minds are tangled in wires
Trapped in a network of webs
Tapping screen till our thumbs hurt
Seeking the pleasure; that we shall never get
I wish we had not become the zombies we are today
Depending on tech and calling it a need
Disconnecting ourselves from what is important;
Just to make our lives easier, a never ending greed
We forgot to look away from the white curtains
Showing us an illusion;
providing us a temporary escape from our burdens.
Harley Hucof May 2017
I look and i spread wide
Connection established, i am in your mind

I see lust and lonesome , i understand
I see jealousy and greed , i understand

I am sad. What have become of woman and man?

I don't back down in front of your mediocre thoughts
You lack of soul , you lack of trust

I open my eyes, and i rise
There is only one answer, no need to analyse

It is a vicious network, i am omniscient
I live and capture it, this pure moment

Spending my days aware, i am everywhere
I combine intangible layers

I am here , will you ever notice?


Words Of Harfouchism.
Humans hold within incredible hidden powers
Nora Mar 2017
Tightly wound,
Strung around her fingers
Tense like your muscles
When she climbs atop you

Tongue-tied and transfixed,
Tender kisses and cracking whips
The ground shakes beneath you
As your life begins to slip

She’s hollow and wicked,
But conniving and fair
In her clutch you falter
Smiling while gasping for air
so many messages to take away from Network (1976_ and yet all I can write about is Faye Dunaway's character.
Jayanta Sep 2016
They said
“You are different now!”
I told them – it is the rule of nature,
But I am carrying hardly
One percent difference;
Rest was set by the spiral code,
My base is also ninety nine percent same as of you!
They laughed and replied life is link in the spiral network
Our base was designed on sugar and phosphorus!
our flock creeps blissfully towards the abyss
we do not feel the tightened leash any longer
our heads full of beaming ignorance
because the network keeps us socially
alive

our flock ***** judgements and squeezes them
laughing in other eyes until also the exaltation
that still remains becomes ordinary and slowly
extinguishes into a darkness in which no child
can read

our flock could graze upon new lands
but prefers to stay in a barren circle
pacing up and down

up and down
Whispers,
I hear in my ears
from the wind
that carries your message
across the ocean
to reach me
in the city of million people
filled with the ecstasy of
modern civilisation of social networking.
Alas! power blackout across the city,
No Facebook, no twitter, no another other social network!
I can't reply your message,
the wind has stopped blowing, too.
Whispers,
I hear in my ears
from the wind
that carries your message
across the ocean
to reach me
in the city of million people
filled with the ecstasy of
modern civilisation of social networking.
Alas! power blackout across the city,
No Facebook, no twitter, no another other social network!
I can't reply your message,
the wind has stopped blowing, too.
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