The phone rang
And lightning struck.
It was a whiplash
From Venus.
“How dare you…”
she began…
and “Dont you dare….”
she ended,
unfinished…
I hate this Net.
Can’t keep no secrets
in the solar system no more.
The phone rang
And lightning struck.
It was a whiplash
From Venus.
“How dare you…”
she began…
and “Dont you dare….”
she ended,
unfinished…
I hate this Net.
Can’t keep no secrets
in the solar system no more.
May 17, 2007 at 11:30 am
Nice poem. In the US, kids say Net or Online. They rarely say Internet. That’s kind of a grown up word used by laymen, TV news readers, politicians etc. It’s a formal word. Grown ups who are familiar with the Net tend to say Net or the Web.
Wonder how it’s in India. Also, if I may suggest alternate wordings:
Can’t keep no secrets … no more OR Can’t keep secrets … any more
May 18, 2007 at 1:47 pm
I was wondering if the line ‘I hate this Net’ were the last line … would the effect not be more?
May 23, 2007 at 9:21 pm
Nice poem! This one and the previous one. You seem to be quite obsessed with the celestial bodies, like venus,mars, sun… What next?
May 24, 2007 at 2:55 am
Andromeda….