Virtual Love Poem by RAJAT GHOSH

Solitary we are with many friends,
Virtual love is now our modern trends.
The reality melts in obtuse obsession,
To pass time thus is infant's infatuation.

I and you, so close, yet at a distance,
Fingers touch with lonely, lovely dance.
The more intimate we are in the mind,
The less hearts connected me and thine.

Vague virtual love that is about to mature,
Immature recurring forebodes its failure.
When fixed connection a little interrupted,
Momentary 'mind-game' mournfully nucked.

High time now for youths to twice think,
Can love throw away virtual solitary link?