In the realm where time is caught in fragments,
A dance begins with every fleeting scroll,
Voices echo through the digital expanse,
As stories bloom within each captured soul.

A melody of laughter and of tears,
Choreographed by fingers on the glass,
Moments waltz through algorithms’ gears,
In seconds, lifetimes flicker and surpass.

Illusions woven with the light and shade,
Creators craft their dreams in vivid hues,
The world becomes a stage where art is played,
Where every view ignites a spark anew.

Yet in this dance of endless fleeting grace,
Connections form in comments and in hearts,
As faces from afar leave their trace,
In TikTok’s realm, where every journey starts.