Click Shut Down
September 29, 2009 by hames-1977
Enter, then log in
typed pseudonym.
Overrate, appear
to be someone else’s
smart and sassy.
Pimp a profile,
flaunt narcissism
boosting ego.
Tweet the world
on a last night’s gig.
Be something odd.
Somebody cool.
Tell big things,
hip and bubbly.
Charm your way
becoming the only
everybody’s man.
Post Photoshop pictures.
Brag your virility,
your insanities.
Your profanities.
Intrude a firewall
spamming privacy.
Be like a Trojan
killing time
embedding
potential threat.
A virtual stranger.
Lurking leecher
of vain identity.
Bored to death
as a tombstone.
Limbo in a cyberworld.
hi Marvin! “Click Shut Down” made me smile he he he…
i love cyberworld because i get to meet wonderful minds like yours…by the way, my real name is zenserly.
I read this poem 2 days ago, and some thoughts played in my mind since about the very modern elements in this poem.
I wonder how the so current theme of this poem would sound to generations ahead, and how years would make it classic. Come to think of it, when you read the 18th century poetry, imageries would bring back the time as the poets descriptively conjure them in their writings.
This poem you wrote is so timely and current and this generation certainly would know what the poem is saying. I imagine reading this in the next few decades and thought of the many new things that humans must have invented by then - Considering the very fast advancements in the modern time - would the imageries here appear strange for them the way we read poems from different era now?
When we write about writing letters, collecting stamps and waiting for mails that took forever during the earlier times, the young generation could not easily imagine how that was when they are so used with the instant mails we get now with cyberworld. I bit meeting for a date would soon be obsolete, and romance would soon be pictured in different imageries and is already apparent in this poem.
Wonderful write, it brings me to the thoughts of now and further more, takes me to the future.
I wish you well.
~ Jeques
dear zen,
i almost dropped from my seat and laughing in your so comedic comment. no kidding zenserly.
its been awhile that i haven’t heard from you and thanks for visiting my blogsite. i’m gonna catch you sometime.
best of times,
marvin
jeques,
i almost didn’t want to publish this. i find this poem not in the same league as others. but it was a result of my boredom surfing the internet during eid holidays here in qatar. and i came to the point of abandoning the computer even just for a day. but i can’t.
yeah, this poem might appear so modern. and i try to present here the same classicism of the purpose of connection, albeit, in a modern twist. everyday, new connotations, new words are being invented to be included in our modern vocabulary. and young bloods out there, may view our poems as traditional.
so that’s why, i try to read modern poetry forms right now, because old century type of poems might appear unattractive to some, today.
but the important thing is, in any medium we use to communicate, we communicate still. and poetry is still relevant and would never grow old.
great insight. thanks.
best of times,
marvin