In the vast expanse of endless scroll,
We weave our stories, pixel by pixel,
A tapestry of voices, both new and old,
Echoes in the digital vigil.

Faces flicker through the glowing screen,
Fragments of lives in curated frames,
Yet in the noise, we often glean
The silence that quietly claims.

Hearts connect through distant wires,
A dance of likes and fleeting fame,
Yet in the midst of these desires,
We seek something real, a name.

So let us ponder, in this space,
The balance between the seen and hidden,
In the digital world, let’s find our place,
Where true connections are never forbidden.