The real youth is lost
Lustrous pics are everywhere in post
The agenda is left only to boast
How real youth can come without
Original butter and toast

The bedtime stories
by father and grandfathers
are the tale of past
The hidden inner pain
comes out on social media
where it gets coverage vast
Feeling of true relations
somewhere has been lost

Lives now have been shrunk in flats
No joint family protection cover awaits
Whatsapp groups are there
to share and perpetuate
This is the fictitious world
Where we find some one to intimate.