In the realm of screens and fleeting fads,
We chase the new with eager hearts,
Lost in the waves of what is “in”,
Forgetting where the old path starts.

Each hashtag a beacon, a guiding star,
In a world that spins so fast,
We cling to moments, brief and bright,
Yet seldom do they last.

The rhythm of trends, a ceaseless dance,
Echoes through our daily life,
With every beat, a new chance,
To carve our names, to strive.

But as the tides recede and flow,
We’re left to ponder deep and wide,
Is it worth the endless show,
Or is there solace on the other side?