
In depths of time,
There was a connection built online
A connection so deep
Nothing that could/can just let it seep
A long long period of Type-Talk
So much fun, pun and sun
Whenever I dipped/slipped/fall
It helped me walk and stand tall

Now, a decade passing by
&
I think of our words..
They always intermingled
into this space and its sky
Danced, ching-ed and jingled
Oh! What a romance..
between Phrases, sentences,
Verses, Comments and poetry
Here, in a parallel universe
they will forever be

I took many breaks
An online detox, I think it’s called
for weeks, months, even some years
&
He — happily a busy man..
Never, I think, really knew
That I am such a fan
Engaged in his world
Certainly didn’t/doesn’t
think of me at all
Or for my own good..
Let me type-say
At least, not as much
But whenever I show up
From time to time
Our words sit together,
Make some noise and rhyme

This connection has no name
It is in fact “sort of” a cartoon-ish game
A connection
That’s beyond imagination
Yes!
We ‘meet’ only online
No calls between us,
Never a face time
Yet, both of us know
How ‘seriously cool’ we are
No hashtag for it
’cause what we have is something
No words can ever define
