Is it really possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never
met that in actuality you’ve never even seen other than
trading selective photographs with them on Facebook
and whose sole means of communication between
the two of you consists of online chats actively
pushing personal narratives that even if they’re
not totally narcissistic in nature nevertheless
rely heavily on the hyperbolic promotion
of one’s self in practically every respect
while paying scant regard, if any at all,
to what is actually the stark truth about
yourself, that lets face facts and to be perfectly
frank about it is invariably a horse of a different colour
that bears no resemblance whatsoever to the one
that is both intentionally and dishonestly being
publicly paraded? Having fun for whatever
reason while honestly and mutually
acknowledging that specific
situation to be principally the case is one thing;
pretending and, even worse, deluding one’s
self that the shenanigans associated
with even the most enjoyable of such
pastimes is love says a lot about
those involved and seriously
raises more questions than
it provides answers.
© Stanley V. Collymore
2 October 2013.
This is a beautiful poem bearing a lovely theme on present society. Congratulation for being selected as the poem of the day.
In a really perverse way I kind of like this. The verbose prosaic lines arranged in sawtooth fashion give a visual allusion to the attack on mundane, quotidian facts. A rant. No positive answers to the observed situation, just cut 'em down and call °then° out in clear distinction to the values °we° know to be superior. Blah, blah, blah. It's decently observed, the moralizing isn't too over the top (probably because I'm generally in agreement) but the real worth to me is in the unstated questions that it makes me ask. What is Love? And that brings up an endless number of follow-on questions. To avoid judgement, accept diversity and promote empathy you can't just dismiss what you disagree with, but examine it and try to find it's intrinsic worth is, not as °they° value it but as you can welcome it into your own world view, expanding and adjusting to accommodate the discomfort. The whole question of °connection° is central to our collective, social-animal existence. Even if all the only connection is between neurons in our brains.
Interesting poem, but people can decide for themselves what they want to do with their life, we cannot dictate to them what we want them to do. I follow the principle Live and let live. It's actually pointless and seldestructive to be minding other people's business all the time.
Very well put. Succinct and to the point.
Honestly and mutually acknowledging that specific situation to be principally brought up ahead. It provides wonderful answer. This is an amazing poem very brilliantly penned. Thank you very much for sharing.
A poignant rendition set aside for sober reflection. Thanks for sharing.
Congratulations for poem of the day.. Good one Love is the affection felt by the heart towards another... Can be with someone you have met or not met, it's the true uncontrollable feeling.
Most people have a life.The internet enhances communications between people and groups and is informative.we all wear masks of some sort and if someone wants to be more than what the mundane brings in daily life so be it.it is up to the individual..good poem..real interaction can be fun, too..
Is it really possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met...Your question has the answer in it, .. yes, it is possible, otherwise we would not be drawn towards you and feel like commenting you on this poem and congrat you for being chosen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Such an interesting write, Stanley... Congrats for being chosen..... a full vote of 10+++++