In every hand, a glowing screen,
In every heart, a digital dream.
Tech's tendrils weave through day and night,
Guiding our steps with electronic light.
From dawn till dusk, our world's infused,
With gadgets, apps, we're often amused.
In cyberspace, we find our voice,
In pixels, we make our digital choice.
From smart homes to virtual friends,
Technology's grip, it never bends.
It shapes our thoughts, it molds our ways,
In every moment, it holds our gaze.
Yet in its hold, we find our stride,
In innovation, we learn to abide.
For as technology blooms in our sphere,
It's the human touch that we hold dear.
So let us embrace the tech in our midst,
But never forget the human twist.
For in the blend of wires and soul,
Lies the tale of how we become whole.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem 👍...keep it up