Faster smoother communication <br />Texts flying freely in the air <br />But somewhere eerily dying the relation <br />Bred when you could just silently stare! <br />Gone are the years of shy look and snail mail <br />A distance of time-space that fanned it intense <br />The words though now are buzzing like gale <br />With the wind comes not the romance’s incense! <br />Flew away the time them now would never know <br />Of waiting in hushed noon for the mailman’s bell <br />Running the fingers in the warmth of a blue glow <br />With the lovelorn heart in pursuit of a fairytale!<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-came-the-mailman/
