Lol. Can't imagine anyone wanting credit for this piece. Sorry if I sound obnoxious. Dismiss my nonsense friends. But I do love my Samsung Grand Galaxy and I like my fb account and I think pretty soon bye bye to both.
And everyone I met through it.
I am writing this to you
My little white love
So plastic shiny tempting
Three year old Pandora's box
Of troubles.
Also enchanting new lands
And fairy tale folks
Who carve hallowed pumpkins
At midnight's stroke.
And kiss the face of blizzards
And some who walk away
with such ease
The easy innocence of
Sin.
I click buttons in vain
My veins lack oxygen
Without these wonderful
Windows to pain.
The panes are many and I check
On the time
For Nigeria and London
Clocks strike in chime.
Funny I giggle
My enchanted box
By the witching hour
What trouble you've
Wrought.
The charm is broken
The spell revealed
Spying eyes my secrets
Unsealed.
The tiny white baby fits
in the palm of my hand
And I watch my poetry tribe
Walk wonderlands.
It's old and so weary
The keypad is worn
Hacked and manhandled
Its not now my own.
Read my screens
And tear down my walls
My privacy breached
And my persona lost.
I can't change my password
I cant surf the net
I can't even log out
Or deactivate.
Death by deactivation
Have you ever wondered why
We need Facebook
We may even need the lies.
This is all I could write
And I think I should say
Goodnight
God bless you if you believe
Otherwise
Follow your own light.
(c) Amrita Valan
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