Alpha's world, where love's divine,
A commitment so rigid, trust and faith combined.
His mate, the queen of his sphere,
Eyes having no secrets, a bond crystal clear.Through the wild, assurance of his love he claims,
A cold hearted killer to change, extinguishing his flames,
The change must have a reason, for her it seems.A primal connection surpassing digital lust,
Modern love, an example of love getting rust.
Swipe left, Swipe right, a virtual romance,
Being traded after a lustful glance.Modern love, a hashtag, a social skill,
Love being measured, through instagram likes.
Conditions and expectations that never fills,
Where insecurity and jealousy hikes.Alpha's loyalty, In demand and need,
Modern love lacking love it seems.
Commited hearts locked inside a screen,
Lost in a virtual world's dream.
A new morning, new life for them,
Easy to forget love, defines love with bodies touched.First kisses under moon's silver glow,
Now replaced by screens, where love doesn't flow.
Text messages that conveyed one's thought,
Promises broken, Love's existence lost.In alpha's eyes, love to be seen,
Eyes that are deep yet his mate's devotee.
Swipe culture, a book of pictures,
Feelings that once used to flow, now stable in virtual sea.A hope, a spark may glow,
Will exist, in highs and lows.
Virtual world, a chance to find,
A genuine connection of heart and mind,
because in every era, love retains.
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Love's Howl: To love under Moonlight
PoetryA small poetry on Alpha's Love towards his mate compared with current generation defining lust as love.