In the glow of screens weâre bound,
A digital world where silence drowns,
Endless scrolling, searching, seeking,
In virtual echoes, our souls are speaking.
Captured moments, curated lives,
Behind the filters, truth contrives,
Hearts and likes, an empty chase,
In this realm, we lose our place.
Connection frays in illusionâs grasp,
In solitude, we silently gasp,
Yet in this vast, unending stream,
We chase the ghost of a fleeting dream.
Break the chain, pause the race,
Find the world beyond the interface,
For in the quiet, we might just see,
The beauty of life, wild and free.