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Its my Cyberspace

a poem by Sharmila

Clicking the Mouse to the Internet Explorer
Connection was established to the Server

It opened the window to a world full of dreams,
Where one could browse endlessly as it seems.

Being Online for an hour doesn’t suffice,
For Surfing and Chatting does entice

Logging on to various interesting sites,
Does upgrade ones knowledge in its own right

Checking my Inbox for messages and matters obsolete,
Saving the best while others are on delete

Downloading, Composing and emailing my intentions,
It puts one at ease with various options

It has its own world at its own Pace,
Its my life, its CyberSpace