Without Title Poem by Abdul Wahab

I ardently requested you
To keep in touch with me with scented letters
Written with sweat and blood, contained with wishes and love
But you did not write as writing letters for you is very hard

So I called you through mobile as I wanted too to listen your voice
Fresh, Full of warmth and full of music, sweet
but I found it most of the time busy or switched off.

So I texted you messages through social networking sites
But you did give even likes
Is modern age losing love and life?