They met in net, lived in chat café. <br />fantasized long hours until dawn surfed in, <br />through world wide windows of Microchip. <br />One day they became software couple. <br /> <br />Clicked (cliqued) by cyber fantasy, <br />Marriage, children, hubby, and wife, <br />all turned into virtual reality show. <br />Fat pay packets inflated their laptop drives. <br /> <br />Once mad rush ended in dryness of reality. <br />“IT” babies cried calling in attention. <br />By then had they turned into slippery cliffs? <br />Inaccessible where only eagles dare. <br /> <br />In a web of illusions, they collided. <br />In ocean of delusions, they swam. <br />At last, in labyrinth of internet, they entangled. <br />Hackers busted net on one fine day like big bang. <br /> <br />In high tides, life splashed to different galaxies, <br />shattered waves smashed their bodies too to pulp. <br />Emotion filled blocks of black holes tumbled down. <br />From a distant constellation, do I hear a lullaby? <br />___________<br /><br />Satheesan Rangorath<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waiting-for-a-lullaby/
