This place is more crowded than a winter fair,
You could go astray in half of a tick.
Can pay a visit to a place miles far away,
In a jiffy with the help of a click.
It's, of course, is a wonderful spot roam in,
On the other hand, it's nothing compared to the real world.
If meddled with for a long time,
It leaves your brain completely hurled.
It's also the humble abode of many malicious viruses,
Waiting to chomp off you're delicate gen.
Once you fall into the wrong hands,
There's no creeping back to your den.
Just stay out of the cybernetic realm,
Try to exist in the original domain.
It's the purpose we were forged for,
Accompanied by acting humane.
-SRIMANTH
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Bits of Life
PoetryThis a collection of poems , I, L.Srimanth recited. They deal with emotions, occasions and minor things in our life that we often over look and also major stuff that everyone is aware of.. let's take a look at them...
