In digital realms, we roam and dwell,

Our  likes cast spells like modern wells,

Our screens aglow with fleeting frame,

Yet in our hearts a silent claim. 

We scroll and swipe though endless feeds,

While lifes true roses turn to weeds. 

Connections made, Yet lost in depth,

As shallow likes replace our breath.

The art of talk, now lost to type, 

Emotions filtered stereotypes. 

We post and boast of joys facade. 

While silence cries for help are barred. 

In virtual crowds, we stand alone, 

Our deepest thoughts to screens are thrown. 

The youth adrift in cyber seas, 

To speak, to hug, to laugh, to cry, 

And live beyond the digital sky.