Lost Souls in the Digital Web

In the realm where screens illuminate the night,

A digital expanse where souls take flight,

There dwell the lost, the ones who seek and roam,

But find themselves detached from human home.

Within this realm, where virtual treasures gleam,

Where thoughts and dreams can shape a different scheme,

The people drift, entranced by the digital haze,

Forgetting how to navigate the real world's maze.

They wander through pixels, disconnected and alone,

Lost in a network, searching for a familiar tone,

Their voices muted, hidden behind a glowing screen,

As real-life conversations become unseen.

Words once spoken face-to-face, now distant and remote,

Silent whispers drown beneath the digital note,

Emoticons replace smiles, abbreviations replace speech,

Human touch fades, lost in the endless breach.

Connection was the promise, but isolation it brought,

As relationships became pixels, and empathy was forgot,

The warmth of a touch, the embrace of a friend,

Replaced by cold screens, an abyss without end.

They've forgotten the art of reading subtle cues,

The power of presence, the essence of the real news,

Emotions become confined to sterile emoji art,

Lost is the richness that human connection imparts.

Let us reclaim the whispers, the laughter, and the tears,

Unplug the cords, dispel the digital fears,

For the true magic lies in the dance of life's conversation,

In the intimacy of touch, and heartfelt elation.

Step away from the screens, embrace the world anew,

Rediscover the beauty that lies beyond the virtual hue,

Remember the joy of meeting eyes and holding hands,

And bridge the gap between digital and tangible lands.

For the lost can still be found, and the disconnected reconnected,

When we break free from the web, when we become reinflected,

In the mirror of humanity, we'll rediscover our reflection,

And cherish the art of real-life communication.