Tinder

Swiping my way to romance

My finger sweeps through the screen,

Thousands of people I haven't seen,

Flashes at once in a glean.

I know what you might think of me,

But I'm the modern prince, you see.

I swipe left and I swipe right,

Hoping to find my Mrs. Right.

My eyes rests on a beauty,

Wearing a red dress so carelessly,

That I effortlessly fell in love,

Or was it love? What is love?

Has love been contained,

In a series of swipes, I feign-

I feign affection because,

Love in the modern age is lost.

Love has been equated,

To one-night stands, I stated-

That no one-night has ever been

One-night true love yet unseen.

I swipe again, and I swipe left.

Not because I'm blind or deaf-

To the woman's blinding beauty,

But because I want love truly.

Beep, beep.

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[Aura]

In a era when online dating, and the use of dating apps are normal in society, how can we ever be sure of what real love is? That is a question that comes to mind when I read this poem. Tinder is a famous dating app, but if also filled with scammers and catfishers as well so how do we know that we aren't in love with a fake person? All questions that came into my mind as I read your poem. Thanks for sharing, I found it to be quite enjoyable, and truthful too!