I Wish we could get real

I remember simmering aroma of coffee use to fills my room,
The pleasant morning breeze use to sooth my soul,
My deep dive in morning daily Flipping the crisp pages of city,
Wondering what's gone wrong to our planet, But Now,
I just scroll, up and down,
Exploits of the midnight town,
Endless selfies and fake smiles,
Tweets retweets and those unlikely likes, Strolling scrolling and trolling celbs,
Filter less photos with hashtags, Virtual wishes and sad emoticons for mishaps, My life encapsulated in a 5 inch box, Emotions, joy outrage all exhibited with touch on my pad, I wish those days were conversations were real, No buzz, pings, and no share no dare, I wish things could be more real, The real big fear I have of a battery drain, Cutting of trees, dieing of whales is that pain ? I wish I could get more real, Flip flip I get a notification on my cart, 50% off the End of Season Sale, I pick myself and click few links, Wallah I have again bunch of things that I really don't need !, I wish to break free,i wish to break free, Ohh gosh do I miss the nineties, The excitement of scrambling to a movie hall, Now it's just fingertips booking the show at just one go, I miss those days when I picked up the receiver took efforts to dial a stranger, Now I just have a button to tap, Though convinent this is a lazy trap, I wish to get real I wish to get real