The Facebook.
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Life is a book of faces,
Young and old, and old and new,
Getting uploaded and deleted,
During routine log- in sessions.
Faces firm and feeble, fine and frowning,
Fit into the accept/decline mode;
Faces all, do not form the friend list.
But friends have their faces fixed.
Fragile faces win up friends;
Fragile friends lose their faces.
All faces at the surface,
Seem to have similar wavelengths.
But the closer you go, the wider
the lengths;
The waves receding, once for
all.
Move to the trash, faces tainted,
And restore from the recycle bin,
The steadfast ones moved there by
mistake.
Log in to chat with faces saved,
That make the chat chance less to log out.
Let profiles keep changing,
feeding one’s fancy.
Cosmetic changes may give the
book a new look.
But the character of the chat
binds the book,
With faces clinging to each
one’s heart. [P.Chandrasekaran]
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