The abode of weirdness

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!