Scrolling silages like poison leaves unfurled
This viral brash that crawls across my world
Lowe key watching trends that itch and expand
Half-truth dancing in my head
Tiktok algorithms slay just like these lianas,
OneTouch can elicit what nobody defines
Hashtags scorching faster than skin’s reaction.
Instagram tales climbing wall to wall,
Fake news mutating-watch how gossips crawl
Each share hits dissimilar, each repost a bite
Collusion thrives bloom without a care
Diffusing roots of bedlam everywhere
No sieve blocks the venoms of this game
But listen up: this digital sickness
Twigs reaching like mulish social interactions that won’t quit
Nature’s defense mechanism copies my own shielding walls
Why do plants have more respect than teenage visions?
# Plant life untiringly lesson about consent and personal space
Roots mining deeper than my therapy sittings could explore
Each sore a testimony of boundaries ruthless crossed
Wilderness whispering secrets about survival and silent struggle
Autumn winds will strip these lethal links away
Learning that endurance isn’t about perfect defense, but revision
Poison ivy: nature’s unfiltered cue of resilient reality.
We’re all just growing, sometimes worryingly, sometimes exquisitely!
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Author:
Vajra Lakshmi (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 5th, 2025 08:16
- Comment from author about the poem: POISON IVY : INTERNET ADDICTION
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Beautiful construction and wording in this work of art. Very nicely done
Thank you dear Sorren
There is a lot to blame the internet for and the division , hate, war that it allows people to freely engage in and spread, but as society, parents, educators, politicians we have to take some responsibility. We all know it can be stopped, but people in power choose not to, Well written piece of work.
Thanks a lot..It is a matter to be addressed with prime importance friend.Lots of lives spoiled and lost already.
You are very welcome
THANK YOU
It's such a complex issue, I don't think I have time to do it justice before feeling compelled to re-read this gem of a poem again and again .. Neville
Thank you dear Neville. Thanks for encouraging me
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