Cupboard Lovers. Poem by Nabakishore Dash

Cupboard lovers are
not new.
In the past their numbers
were few.
In the era of internet and
smart phones,
the number of such insincere lovers
has abruptly and exceedingly grown.

Rapid advancements in technology
have done wonders.
Bring males and females from
far and wide together.
Facebook, WhatsApp, e-mails have
become trendy.
Sending messages, pictures,
documents, morphed photographs
is easy- peasy.
Introduction, love chitchat, sympathy, familiarity
are all impersonated.
Lies exchanged, nudity transmitted,
even physical appetites gratified
for efficient jiggery-pokery.
Such super duper landmines are
used to access classified,
sensitive information and money.

Such dummy drama continues till dark and hidden desires
are actualised.
Once accomplished the time is ripe for love to vaporise and agonise.


Nations and individuals are using
these honey traps.
Lack of awareness,
not treading cautiously cause
suicides, bankruptcy and mishaps.