#socialmedia poems on Hello Poetry

Aishwarya Sridhar Jul 2020

Is Social Media, a bermuda triangle,
Hauling ourselves into the deep entangle.

That, unfortunately for a couple of likes from strangers,
We overlook the likes of our own folks.

The anxiety turns to frustration,
As it embraces anger in gestation.

The phase you reveal as a vent out,
Gradually stumbles the bond throughout.

The more you love the unknown appreciation,
The more you miss the love of real conversation.

Open up your hearts for the pire souls,
Who yearn to lean on you, so close.

Life with it's twists and turns,
Perpetually fixes the discerns.

Look around at the authenticity,
And leave behind the complexity.

For, you the epitome of tomorrow's inspiration,
Fly on, with adept determination.

A couplet is a pair of successive lines of metre in poetry. A couplet usually consists of two successive lines that rhyme and have the same metre.

#life #positivity #poetry #poems #inspiration #determintation #couplet #likes #love #socialmedia

Aaron LaLux Jul 2020

Breathe The One You Love

Feeling claustrophobic doing emotional aerobics,
can’t breath so I take a breath and breath in,
and if you can’t be with the one you love,
then love the one you can be with,

time is precious,
can’t waste it,
even though I’m at this terminal,
feeling like a rebel that’s complacent,

typing on these keys,
like they could make a difference,
met Jay-Z and respect Alicia keys,
but this New York State of Mind is indignant,

feels like the world is ending,
feels like no one cares,
feeling like no one feels things,
feels like feeling don’t matter any more,

anyways,
you know what they say,
one moment you feel like you’re on top of the world,
the next moment that feeling goes away,

we’ve got pandemics,
we’ve got floods and fires,
we’ve got a worldwide lockdown,
we’ve got misdirected desires,

we’ve got not a lot left to believe in,
see people I know in the street,
and feel like,
I’ve got nothing to say to them,

dead inside,
still sparked and alive,
still I log on just to turn off,
but I’m not grabbed by anything online,

nothing is exciting,
nope nothing at all,
so I try to drown out my anxieties,
with orange juice and alcohol,

wishing I knew which directions to go in,
wishing I knew if life was real or not,
it’s 2020 it feels like that doesn’t mean anything,
feels like we got way but somehow we are still caught,

here in this moment,
with no one except ourselves,
what do you do if ignorance is bliss,
but knowledge is wealth,

which to choose,
the choice is up to you,
I can’t give you any advice,
because I don’t even know what’s true,

though I do know one thing,
when I take a breath and breath it’s,
if you can’t be with the one you love,
then love the one you can be with….

#coronavirus #covid #reality #poppoetry #now #love #feelgood #socialmedia #jayz #whocares

Lauren A Winscot Jul 2020

You're good enough.

i look down at my feet,
i mean phone.
i look up at the sky,
i mean thighs.
HER beautiful curvaceous thighs are all eye can see
as i compare them to mine,
and i shout-
******* Instagram,
not this time.

#bodypositive #socialmedia #selflove #selfreflection #newday

Everon Young Jun 2020

We live in a society

We live in a society
Who can't face reality
Hiding from harsh truth
The youngster are becoming rot.

Always following social media
Without having one's own idea
That's the real we face nowadays
I wish it become better someday.

#society #socialmedia #live

Mona Jun 2020

"social" media

like and friend and unfollow
like and friend and unfollow
like and friend and unfollow
like and friend and unfollow
like and friend and unfollow

it's just media.

#thoughts #feelings #emotions #pain #alone #sadness #lonely #sad #poetry #socialmedia

Ankita Dash Jun 2020

Reality Check.

You scroll through your social media where people have sworn not to show what they feel like so their 'profiles' can be aesthetic to look at.
You look at dog videos and swear not to think about your dead dog with whom you never got to cuddle one last time.
You walk through streets you've never been to hoping that it'll lead to a story.
You kiss boys and girls you don't really like and pretend you're waiting for the three-days-later call. You constantly listen to Cardi B because you can't take another Bon Iver song.
You fake a smile, an ******, a brave face.
You look at where you're staying and pretend not to long for that one little park in Paris where you could spend your entire life.
You unblock the ones you lost and feel a fleeting sense of comfort in knowing that they're not happy either and block them again, to feel 'powerful'.
You look back at your journey and sigh because you haven't done enough. You curl into your uncomfortable bed.

And then you realise you're not done.

You realise your journey is just starting. There's so much left for you to say and do and teach and feel. You realise that the best part about yourself is that you're hopeful, despite it all. You realise that despite all the bad that has gotten to you, there's still good, and you can create it. You realise that you've places to go and people to fall for. You've learnt to become your own teacher and your own pupil. You realise that the sky is not the limit for you. You think people calling themselves a work in progress is a cliché, but you know you're one yourself. You're not magnificent. But you will be.

So you light up a cheap cigarette and play the Bon Iver song. And you wait.

This is obviously not a poem, but prose. I just wanted it to be up here.

#real #reality #realitycheck #socialmedia #socialmediapersona #aesthetic #fleeting #twosides #discomfort #fake

Irleenda Jun 2020

BLOCK YOU

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.

after all
the late night talks
and spilled juicy secrets
the virtual kisses
and fake promises
shared by lonely and
loveless strangers,
is that all?
that was it?
what went wrong?
just like that,
you don't talk anymore.
does it hurt?
does it sting?
or immune you became.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.

in this era and time,
love is one click away
faking affection
till you make it,
from falling in love
to being dumped,
to tales of virtual
romantic liaisons
and online trysts
is new normal
and oh so familiar
like good ol cliché.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.

speechless?
shocked?
feeling betrayed?
ok,breathe and cry a little
then mourn for your plastic love,
do not expect something that
started with a poke and a wave
to last a lifetime
up to the grave.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.

everything
seems disposable
the ugly truth is
seldom exposed
often faked and filtered,
hidden behind layers
of limited-edition masks
designed to please
the love-starved.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.

one statement
one killer line
one wrong move
the game is over
before it begun.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.

👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻

-epl🌻

Inspired by a deleted group chat.

#reality #socialmedia #virtual #friendship

kiran goswami May 2020

Appeal.

I posted a picture on the internet today,
after handpicking the best of all.
While she is left with no choices,
so she walks on the roads that burn
carrying herself upon her feet that bleed.

I took my camera and checked up the lighting,
as I wanted the picture to look 'natural' and 'candid'.
A cameraman rushes to her to click a picture
as he is a magazine photographer searching for stories real.

I sweated and protested about the scorching heat
while I set up my camera.
She wipes the sweat off her father's forehead
on which the glabellar lines cease to exist,
while hers is carrying the roots and branches of it.

I held books in my hand to strike a pose
as my fingers laid in front,
whose nails I painted yellow for this summer.
She holds the handlebars of her bicycle she can no more hold or paddle,
her nails have painted themselves with the colour of mud.

I clicked too many pictures for me to count or recall.
Even after thousands, she remembered how many miles is home.

I captioned my picture
'No more lonely quarantine',
She hardly knows alphabets or words to even ask for help.

I swiped from filter to filter
selecting an 'aesthetic' one.
She drinks the pitch-black liquid,
they tell her is water,
without even demanding for 'cleaner' one.

I finally edited and made a perfect picture,
with my wide grin sealed with a gloss,
And the cameraman too asks for her to smile for once.
She with her deserted lips forms a curve that makes the cameraman frown.

He deletes the picture from his camera
as it would be disliked by all,
It got 1.9k likes,
The picture I posted on the internet today.

#picture #internet #post #instagram #socialmedia #society #likes #labour #girl

Hephzibah May 2020

Joy

Searching through the comments
Wandering through the photos
Maybe in the compliments
Or perhaps in the responses?

Where is this joy
My heart so longs for?
Why does it deplete
Ever so often?

But I know of everlasting joy;
Not found in the comments,
Nor in the responses or comps
But in the never changing Father,
The I AM that I AM.

#joy #god #faith #socialmedia