Love needs a definition new and smart,
In this post-postmodern age of ours,
Bodily attraction defeats the union of souls,
More vital have become kisses and touches than the heart.
Lovers have sent Plato and his ‘ism' to eternal hibernation,
Concentrating on the parts unseen,
They don't realise how unlovely it is, how mean!
Falling in love now is like flying kite without passion.
Indebted those lovers are to the face[less] book,
An ocean helping them to go for a dip, to look!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem