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So deep is the desire for genuine connection

But behind my screen I hide for protection

Using apps to locate other kindred souls

Someone who hopefully has similar goals

 

Yet the moment comes when I must meet

And I find myself loathe to move my feet

Safer to stay in my head and in my room

Than connect and risk heartache and gloom

 

Paradoxical technology seems to me

On one hand it grants the ability

To instantly match with a pretty face

Even if you don't live in the same place

 

Yet it also becomes easy to pick apart

A bio that maybe didn't come from the heart

The world at my fingertips and yet

It has become so easy to sit and fret

 

I dream about someday reaching out

For someone who can lift my pout

Pull me out of my head and onto the floor

Someone I can dance with forevermore

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This baby did not want to be born! One of my first attempts to write a technical piece with each line rhyming. It is so difficult! I tried not to lose the meaning of what I wanted to convey while also following the "rules" of poetry :) I think a lot of people struggle with feelings like mine, so if you do- I wrote this for you! Also, sorry the last lines are so cheesy ahaha

 

Thanks to everyone who gave me feedback on my first poem. It gave me the courage to try for a second. 

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©8 March 2017 - 10:17pm — behindthemirror
17 March 2017 - 7:47am — muneer
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I like this poem

I think you got it right

the poem have a nice rythem and means alot