Poem about Cellphone

In hands that once held dreams so bright,

A cellphone's glow, a constant light.

But now it's shackles, chains that bind,

A life of screens, a soul left behind.

Moments lost in endless scrolls and clicks, Life's beauty fades, and emptiness sticks.

The world outside grows dim and gray,

As screens consume the hours away.

In virtual realms, we search for peace,

But true connection's what we can't release.

The longing for a human touch,

A heartfelt conversation, we clutch.

Let's break the chains of this digital haze,

And find our way to life's vibrant daze.

For in the world outside our screens,

We find our true selves, our hearts, our dreams.