Digital Dynamics

There is always a window between a user and a company offering. What the role of digital dynamics has moulded, would be that window is undoubtedly traced and left as a shadow behind the user.

While working on multiple Ad-Networks like Google, Yahoo, Microsoft, Taboola, RevContent and Facebook, effective to what our digital identity would define us to be, our Advertising climate changes accordingly, pushing researchers to purse study of user behaviour or what we call consumer behaviour. So user count to be identical matters.

Social media which had made us social revolutionaries for the ages to go down. Has its own wings triggering us to a choice of privacy risk. But who claims out from this figured and risked field of ad-bits and bytes.

User Acquisition has been a threshold to the potential business expansions either you have few customers and you attain maximum Relevancy, Frequency and Monetary for them or vice versa.

That’s of fishing out of that 4.39bn individual digital personalities. If I believe every user differs at psychology, Social Standard (Mobile/Network) and demographics splits.

Where, we would have two chances to sell a product, either user reality or user digital reality.

Eg : You spoke about a pet shop in front of an android phone and it starts reflecting on your adverts.

“Your clicks lead you to multiple spams. Your ads follow you. User cookie acceptance means indirect tracing of data”.

We leave lot many attributes On where user data follows in, towards a search index, towards ad platform and towards scripting.

As in this field we call it ghosting out digital shadow.

Wrong-Right

Scenes create a pave of suddenness

My smile and cry was grilled with my failure so greatness.

They call behind and say my revert is impossible

Kill my name, but how can you kill an idea.

Good age has good lies, see so great

Your leaders fever me, I know more and that’s a firing failure.

My lost has to assemble the lies and truth shall die with me

But remember those loyal today will be in chains and I will fly icarus free.

My remains are served on table where faking is a the treat tonight

My walk is a new stardom, where your darkness would be out of sight.

My years of struggle and silence from home has made me numb

Your brains took me threat, so you acted so dumb.

“Farewell to the truth, Fire is born”

Everything

Miracle to be called yours is my heaven, you are not mine above gods treason.

Beats of my sad symphony quietly reaches your land over a message of my death.

Crying and regretting, over asking you how is your love.

Walking to reach the impossible,with dried eyes for your shadow.

I may die in the strings of music, but my love will be sung forever.

Imagined to live for your smile, Amazed to see you dry.

She wanted a name of flight, He wanted her happiness.

Mortal heart beats for true love and dies against the distance.

You know everything, you feel everything!

Next cycle should go; you being me and me being you.

Question you!

She is as quiet as this night, she is as far as moon.

Standing with no hope I wait for a Queen tide and wash me away down to her feet.

Left on this forgotten land, I eat dust to find her trace.

Sky is the only common now, hold hands to heat now.

Years of wait and love, wets off my paper-ship, with no promise I sail to death.

Will you allow me, Will you let me!

Should I follow you, Will you let me!

Failed dream

There is no noise in my screams, there is no volume of what I feel away from her reason.

Far away in a union of her seek, lies a star loosing his light.

Source has moved through the flight to uncalled land.

Land with a name she won’t tell, just telling she is confused.

Her life holds no mess, just pain and agony for things I never was lucky to listen and guessed.

My words can’t heal her, my words state just seen to her.

Would I be a trouble or would I run for the impossible dreams.

Would she ever know,

Should she ever know.

Distance

Away from the life she was hanging on, away from the people whom she hated and loved the most.

She has a new mountain to cross, seeking herself for peace.

Away from my out of no purpose love, she has a better life to witness.

She has new journey ahead, with her smile to like and new reasons to stay.

Away from a monster who just harassed her virtues, just a word of cry he has oceans to cover.

Where her new place is his impossible dream, will she be back will she remember that ugly face.

10th Nov

Not just a date, it follows pain with helplessness for bearing a smallest hope.

Rope holding me for the purpose has gone. Leaving for a name that was clearly not mine,

Who is she to cage my soul and heart. Didn’t I drop her name from mercy,

Now when she has left how, what purpose do I serve.

Just a dot ending at the tunnel with mocking me to run after.

Should I wait for a better day or should I die right away.

Wished June

In this night of June
Fair like thee and holy,
Art though gazing at the moon
That is rising slowly?
I am gazing on her now:
Something tells me, so art thou.

Night hath been when though and I
Side by side were sitting,
Watching over the moonlit sky
Fleecy cloudlets flitting.
Close our hands were linked then;
When will they be linked again?

What to me the starlight still,
Or the moonbeams’ splendor,
If I do not feel the thrill
Of thy fingers slender?
Summer nights in vain are clear,
If thy footstep be not near.

Roses slumbering in their sheaths
Over my threshold clamber,
And the honeysuckle wreathes
Its translucent amber
Round the gables of my home:
How is it thou dost not come?

If though camest, rose on rose
From its sleep would waken;
From each flower and leaf that blows
Spices would be shaken;
Floating down from star and tree,
Dreamy perfumes welcome thee.

I would lead thee where the leaves
In the moon-rays glisten;
And, where shadows fall in sheaves,
We would lean and listen
For the song of that sweet bird
That in April nights is heard.

And when weary lids would close,
And the head was drooping,
Then, like dew that steeps the rose,
Over thy languor stooping,
I would, till I woke a SIGH,
Kiss the sweet lips silently.

I would give, all I own,
All though hast would borrow;
I from the dark would keep alone
Fear and doubt and sorrow.
All of tender that is mine,
Should most tenderly be thine.

Moonlight! into other skies,
I beseech thee wander.
Cruel, thus to mock mine eyes,
Idle, thus to squander
Love’s own light on this dark spot;-
For my lady cometh not!

Messy Clean

Like indolent dream washed away
by the sea’s uprising
passively yielding
into a sheltered thought
for i can’t explain
this weathered plot
it feels like decades since we have talked.
Maybe in another life
a better chance
maybe in another dream
with a sweeter glance
maybe my heart
with a different stance.
Another day of
gibberish grouse.

Blessed Brokenness

Let them see me as a fool
If only You’ll undo me
Take pride and self and rights away
But beckon me come to Thee

If failing is what humbles me
If falling is what breaks me
Then let me fall and fail and faint
Just come, possess and take me

You are the One my soul desires
There is none other for me
So bring the storms, the trials, the woes
For in those best I know Thee

You see the pain my heart requires
To mold and make me like Thee
So send the fires which please You most
I will not fear what strikes me

I trust Your goodness and Your grace
They shall not ever fail me
You hide my life safe in Your grasp
Though hell’s worst fiends assail me

I’ve chosen you as my own child
A treasure ‘cause You found me
With glory I’ll soon crown you!