What is the difference between you and I?
You smile for pictures, and I, at passerbys.
You swipe through filters finding the perfect one, ah the pain.
I enjoy the dusk sky, sepia like your filters, sitting by the window pane.
You seek picturesque spots for your latest #weekend posts,
Small book cafes, with 4 chairs, chai and poetry is where you will find me the most.
You flaunt your latest dress and await comments and praises,
I share it with my loved ones, and soak in the warmth of joy on their faces.
Your snaps may last for 10 seconds and then poof, they’ll vanish,
My memories will last forever, in my heart they’ll flourish.
Your vacation was spent looking for perfect angles for pictures each,
I spent mine listening to waves on the beach.
Your thoughts are limited by 140 characters
Mine flow like a river, as I spill my heart out on a paper.
Your conversations are restricted to pleasantries,
My midnight chats hover around life, love and poetry.
Your joy is out there for the world to see, but sorrow is confined to your heart
For in your friend list of 1000, to find a real friend, where do you start?
People may shower you with their likes,
Will they show up when you walk through life’s spikes?
You get entangled in this web of trying to live for the netizens,
While I, seek ideas and people that broaden my horizons.
(C) Sneha Pathak