I sit by and wonder such things,
Without a blink of an eye as my fingers pop in,
On the surface of the keypad are some unspoken parables,
That dwell somewhere in the imagination of my mind where stars dwell,
Like a tourist or a wanderer for whom the whole world is a playground?
How on earth can a computer match with the human capabilities so unbound?
After all even a supercomputer has been made by some human,
Which may take a fraction of a million seconds to compute the algorithm...
But still, the brain of a human and it's capabilities are unfathomable...
Which no computer would ever be able to decipher...
Still once as my friend popped a strange little question...
And to answer it...
When human feelings and sensitivity have all become so mute ...
I too sometimes ponder and wonder after all my friends.....
What will a computer compute??

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