Online tete-a-tete

Written by: bidyut bikash brahma

I am addicted to online tete-a-tete
Somebody unhook me from this mi-se-ry
Day and night knows no bound
There is only the messenger's sound
Every time I make a grit to be free
The computer peeps to a great degree
Then like a hungry tiger pouncing on his meat
My heart makes my brain to cheat
And the everyday routine of chattering begins
Which commands my fingers to dig in
Hi, Hello, How do you do?
I am fine, thank you, that is all I do
UFF! after a days hard work and spent time
My brain starts to shout that was a crime, crime, crime
Yet there is no will to stop
When will my heart be able to make the drop