In the palm of my hand, a world so vast,
A silent companion that knows no past,
Whispering tales through a glassy screen,
A portal to places never seen.

It buzzes and beeps with messages clear,
Connecting hearts both far and near,
A lifeline in a digital age,
A diary with an endless page.

Through joy and sorrow, it stands by,
A beacon beneath the starlit sky,
From dawn till dusk, it never tires,
Fulfilling dreams and secret desires.

Yet, in its glow, a cautionary tale,
To balance life beyond the veil,
For in its grasp, we must be wise,
To savor moments beyond the skies.