Wanted For Friendship Poem by Sivakarthick Lit

What feel I so, alas, If no machine is.

Such a romantic job not life is.
What is a friend? The solo soul lodging in two bodies,
A long spell ago;
Credentials of a fair friend programmed below.
He ought to partake of bewitching bikes.
Lover is good. Best lovers.
He necessitates not to teetotaller.
Should he possess Potency power.
Good not be he must.
Its criterion of cheek by jowl It lost.

Words dismantle via headphone and earphone
, but Bluetooth and share it in phone.
Gone astray sharing thoughts,
Feelings vacate by games and apps.
Feasible fortitude if no friend,
But not lacking current.
Has gone away shoulder with shoulder,
Still, here with charger.
Heart faces fade,
Whatsapp and Face -Book get hold of tired.
Unsunken ship not comradeship,
But a memory jib.
Friendship needed,
Whilst love-ship wrecked.
Not an issue of religion and colour,
Even clan but Money matter.
Toss the touched hands,
But not the touch - phones.

Present planet promotes pleasure,
But, not beggar and poor.
Pack up the man.
Mantle the machine.