A wild fascination dragged me
to a picture and it’s profile
which I happened to see
in my friend’s friend list
My fingers clicked
the ‘Friend request’
It wasn't a long wait
before she clicked ‘Accept’
Within few days
My entire ‘Shares’
Were yours
Your entire ‘Likes’
Were mine
Every picture you uploaded
Got my ‘Thumb up’
Every blog I wrote
Got your pleasing stroke
One fine day
I send a message (Private)
‘Friend, can we meet? :) ’
Her reply came instantly
‘I was waiting desperately :) ’
Next step wasn't too late
We fixed up for a date
I ordered a coke, a pizza, a burger
She wanted something more to share
My sense and pocket had all to bear
At last she said-‘This is my supper and
I am conscious of my figure’
We found we had nothing to talk seriously
Both of us failed to catch the ball cleanly
After the meeting the charm was falling apart
Arguments and silence was breaking my heart
Exasperated I gave her a piece of my mind
Last message flashed ‘You are not my kind’
No time I spend to get this was the end
On her account further words I couldn't send
Dude, she was fast to render me ‘Unfriend’
'The grass is always greener on the other side of the river', isn't it? Sometimes when we find something 'novel' and 'distant' we find it charming, but when we reach near it - see it ourselves - the same thing, places, people who held our imagination become dry and not 'worth it' anymore... Thank you for this poem Soumita.. Virtually, and palpably a good poem..
there was kind of a humor in this virtual story, woven with a blend of art and thoughts. good one.
charm was falling apart, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Soumita, The New Gen poem. Love on internet... But finally, ‘You are not my kind’. These are the parting words! ! 10+