The generation in which we are living is of fake candids,
The smiles which travel miles through a single uploads.
Where liking the pic is a habit not a feeling,
We are lost in phones while bowing.
Where life has got outdated,
Feeling have caught virus,
Sadness can't be shared due to some errors.
Old conversations are lost somewhere jus like files unseen,
The home is on silent mode just as the disabled sim.
Just like corrupted PC relationships are being deteriorated,
Contact list is getting updated but communication is muted.
Neither there is space left for love care & happiness,
Nor there is website which shares sadness.
4 people in home in there 4 rooms none wants to share a single diningroom
Inspite living together, separated by mobile phones,
While on death-bed a person questioning himself none came to meet me other than my own flesh.
1000s of connection on Instagram and Facebook
100s of active on WhatsApp
None was truly connected other than soulmate.