Fractals of Tension

Fractals of our self furiously gravitate towards the world wide web

Some attracted by Tinder, others lured by Facebook as for likes they beg;

Biographies and memoirs don’t go beyond temporal ‘stories’ on Instagram

Calmness and quietude was once a languorous ride on a tram.

Burden of peer pressure making shoulders sag

Why can’t we screw everything and just LOLLYGAG!

(Word Count:60)

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#138

 

 

 

The Poor Man’s Caesar

A Monarch of all he surveyed, but now a wretched pauper seeking his soul

Majestic robes he found himself ensconced in were now tattered rags wrapped around a ghoul

Muttering to himself he wandered aimlessly as his unprotected soles drew streaks of blood

Oblivious to physical pain and totally deaf to what around him was being said.

“One reaps what one sows” said some crunching their faces in apparent disgust

“He was a good man” opined some, “until consumed by the lure of lust”;

But he himself felt strangely free

Having accepted his Hubris.

(Word Count: 94)

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#136

The World of Jaron Lanier

  1. Obsessed with likes on Instagram and infatuated with Selfies on Facebook

Chasing customized Bucket Lists clicking a thousand pictures, but never bothering              to look;

Sacrificing precious moments and memories at the altar of ‘stories’ and posts

To barricade one’s existence within the shackled boundaries of Skyping guests and            hosts.

2.  Going gaga over Alexa and unsuspectingly enslaved by the seductive Siri

Unwilling to recognise that in the world of capitalism, nothing comes free;

Fretting over friends lists all the while losing sleep over followers

Unashamed devotees of Social Media, which keeps feeding on believers.

3.  A willing prey to clever algorithms that obliterate all notions of free will

Becoming creatures of habit and fast losing the original gift of skill;

Humans becoming robots allergic to empathy

Reduced to 280 characters on Twitter, what a pity!

(Word Count: 136)

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#135

 

 

 

 

The X – Ray

Tendrils of smoke wafted and swirled upwards in a convolution of asymmetrical shapes

A rasping cough shook him to the bones eliciting from passersby repulsive gawks and gapes;

Rivulets of painful tears streamed down his eyes brushing his parched and cracked lips

With shivering fingers he put away his pack of cigarettes along with a book of matchsticks

 

The trinity of tiny dots on the X-Ray all but signed his death warrant sans pity

SCREW LONGEVITY!

(Word Count: 76)

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#133