How are you?
It was just a greeting,
The words that left me broken.
Friend request confirmed,
They all turned to a routine,
Facebook things grew,
Pictures liking and comments,
As simple as that,
Boom now I'm broken.
Turned to an emotion,
I couldn't hold on to the motion,
It was so fast
Hormones within me caused several collisions...
My heartbeart became my biggest condition,
Just these few words,
Simple but caused complex shreds.
In the morning to night,
Everything seemed perfect and right,
Every day I had a reason to smile so brightly,
What really dimmed all the light?
These words left my heart wreckage....
Words that had a billion reasons for my joy,
Suddenly turned to be minimal and wrong,
Sometimes ignored and finally blocked?
Why does facebook love sound so wrong
Are the words my being long,
They made me believe I belong...
Hello did me wrong.
It left me a wrecking ball.
Anya Ali from Rabwah, Pakistan on February 01, 2020:
Good poem. Ghosting is a form of emotional cruelty, no less.
Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on January 30, 2020:
Very nice. Beautifully expressed. Krep going. Good work.