There's nothing like the fragrant, handsome man
Who drifts into my bright imagination.
I will chase him down wherever I can,
As a sacred spark of transformation.
Perhaps his spirit lives within my mind,
And he lifts me up when my real beau cheats.
That star-eyed angel is gentle and kind.
We meet afar, in astral projection.
Why care for men who cheat in daily life,
Who scroll through screens to charm the Internet,
Forever chasing some beautiful wife,
But not having found their true model yet?
If my angel finds me, I will be free
Since he has already enlightened me!
My ground is pretty solid
My statement is really worth
I many inadequacies foiled
I really respect force
I am mightly explicit weapon
The credit of AF defense
My engines your brain boil
I am drone that distills essence
My electronics prone to tectonics
My sensors a lot sense
Use power of sonics
The diligent phonies
Physics of cyber dense
Cyber means Freedom, Defense, Independence
Guidance, Convergence, Surveillance, Court Sentence
Cyber means Justice, Defense, Intellect
Making sure wrongly doesn’t select
Cyber means this is about Computer
Reckon this sensor connected to shooter?
Words Engineering, Factors, Protect
And the Computer mayn’t be wrecked
Cyber means that Information Technology
Isn’t about wrong human psychology
Cyber means clarity, logic, tranquility
Graceness, Respect, Judging right and humility
Erotic prayers are typed like tattoos
on her virtual skin. She clutches at this man;
prints his likeness over her tongue. His words
are as close as a bedtime story told to her flesh.
An ethereal fruit grows ripe, nearly tactile,
hung from dendrites where desires open.
They meet at the verge of a vision,
still conversing to distant screens.
Motel doors slam. Daylight bustles
through echoing corridors.
From each side of twin lamps,
they lay tongue-tied. Tangled sheets
their only eloquence.
Later, they flew apart, as bats will
when caught by a glaring sun.
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Thursday is turkey.
That's always a fave.
So, onto black Friday.
A seventytwo hour craze.
Then cyber tiger.
Buyers on waves.
Flight on a red eye.
I was close to malaise.
But, dontcha just love'em.
Cause it's the holidays.
Your heart is a love song
A beautiful refrain
The sweet smell of the grass
After a rain
It's played over and over
Never tire, never will
Your love words they thrill me
I feel them still
Your body so tender
As soft as I've known
The only thing different
You're not my own
Have heard what you say
It's the way it must be
I'd give all my possessions
To be free with thee
But there's too many people
It would hurt beyond words
So we still can be happy
As cyber lovebirds
CYBER LIFE
My stamen a purple flare of Light
lit from Galactic Sun
igniting me for an hour or a day
a week or month, who knows ?
Portholes open ever so slightly
Time truly an illusion
Between petals I zoom extracting
nectar for cloaking against
cyber pistols, unpeelings
invasions, unveilings, insertions
with fire eating flesh
A joke tastes of poison
Moon a metallic observer
Buttons, knobs, numbers, clicks
My babes in their Pleiadian pods
incubated quietly like geraniums
in the backyard
Radiants swirl down marbled stairways
No corridors or medbeds touched
trained so on a faraway planet
Sheets folded in symphony
without speck, sparkle or frequency
We were strapped
Plutonians commanded
destruction
Tails chopped or dissolved
pendulums swung
A silent silvery slippery kiss
below a peppered moustache
pats on backs for a job
well done
My stamen wilted into mauve
Galactic Sun still waits
for me, as I return
to civilian couch
©GhairoDanielsPoetry&Song
2022
**Rigmarole of Computer Science**
A world of all practical reality,
Full of quantity with various quality,
An online environment with multiple facilities,
Plays a dominant role in every activity...
Strategies and technologies,
Count it with phone, radio, telex,
Developments and informatics,
Including television, photographs and graphics...
Digital systems with advanced concepts,
Makes our life almost perfect,
Whether it's computing the uncountable,
Or doing the impossible...
Not just a boon for the whole universe,
The world is also dealing with it's curse,
Hard to understand but make people curious,
The brightest, the smartest yet most dangerous...
Pushing businesses to another level through networking,
Shopping, travel, payments or brand building,
Data storing and electronic representation,
Consider social media and interactive stimulation...
Humiliating virtually or false dishonouring,
Be it cyber frauds or cyber bullying,
Such actions are deliberate and done repeatedly,
Can cause great harm, so be aware and use carefully...
Written by- Rashmi Kaushik
#MyDynamicEmotions
cyber dating
this is how it should work
you see a guy you like
you touch the screen
clicking yes
put in your credit card number
the guy pops out of the screen into your living room
caution: don’t do this in your bedroom!
you talk to him for two hours
bam!
he pops back into the screen
unless you reenter your credit card number
no fuss, no muss, no hurt feelings
Haven't written about love for days
Could be at least one or two
So here we go, I'm back at it again
Get ready to go “aww” and drool
Whad'ya get when you cross Mr. Jack
With a charmer here on the Soup
A fairy tale romance of a long distant kind
One that's knocked me for a loop
One of those cyber space love connections
Not naming names but she's sweet
Now I've got ya all guessing real hard
Well I'm sorry, must be discreet
Innocent attractions, are bound to happen
When free to express one's feelings
It allows us to convey our loving thoughts
To someone we find appealing
Innocent is the key word I insist
But it sure gets my old heart a-pumping
With words of love and passion
Harmless but it sure keeps me humming
Suddenly... I'm bored of what I love before,
And I keep thinking about what I did with my friends.
Somehow, I think I'm beginning to realize what life is
All about, and as I surf through here,
I feel that this isn't what life's about.
And I don't have true friends whome I can shout for joy with,
In this cyber paradise.
Everything in my world is great,
And now I believe it's never too late
For me to get my own life back.
Time for me to break out of this shell,
And leave this lonely hell, that's inside of my mind.
But I won't forget the funny things I've read and said,
In my cyber paradise,
And I'll at least be on some times.
And I'll also get out more,
It'll be nice to be with my best friends,
Until the end, everyone I've met and like,
In reality or in my cyber paradise,
Is my friend, some may not last,
But at least I'll be happy and have a new friend
To make me forget about the dark parts of my past.
Erotic prayers are typed like tattoos
on her virtual skin. She clutches at this man;
prints his likeness under her tongue. His words
are as close as a bedtime story told to her flesh.
An fleshy fruit grows ripe, tactile,
Wet desires hung from neuronal dendrites.
They meet at the verge of a vision,
still conversing to distant screens
yet now on a real-life set.
Motel doors slam. Guests clomp
and call through echoing corridors.
From each side of twin lamps,
they lay tongue-tied. Tangled sheets
their only eloquence.
Later, they lose each other
as bats will
when caught in the glare of the sun.
Cyber takeovers
Are happening all over,
Silent and quiet,
Buying properties,
Real estate, farmland and banks-
Foreign ownerships?
How much today a
Country owns is never clear.
Checked your data yet?
W.C.Hull © 2019-10-4-
3H50-1153-V1#21-2
Don has a private room
A special room cyber room
Direct contact with intelligence agencies
Multiple cell phones whatsapp accounts
Indian european Nigerian numbers etc.
Note.Agencies have some special softwares to hack and crack.
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