A few meticulously
bullied children found solace
A few
disrupted souls started living with grace
A few tarnished
hearts found their peace
Life’s woes
began to ease
In this era
of gadgets began a new abode
For the
weird, destitute and bored
Where their
type of weird became global
And the
world became local
As soothing
as the sound of raindrops kissing the window pane
A million
broken hearts tried to heal each other’s pain
While many
argue the ills and thrills of the internet
Some found a
joyous world where they needn’t fret
A world
beyond the realms of their sorrowful reality
A world full
of dreams, promises and glee
The internet
is indeed the abode of weirdness
Where people
like you and I can leave aside our stress
Where we can
shrink the boundaries and embrace our frailty
Where one
can be their strange self without feeling guilty
In a world
where indeed birds of a feather flock together
A world
where happiness is the only season, mirth is the only weather
Yes, the
internet provided a sphere for alter egos, for new realities
Yes, the
internet created a new underground where life moves with ease
There are
new job opportunities but above all new identities
This is a parallel world, where the scarred soul can have its secret riches
Words are
caressed as we witness broken souls bloom
Joy is
distributed as we witness mirth destroy gloom!
