📱💔 The Digital Wasteland: Echoes of T.S. Eliot 🏜️✨
In a world awash with screens' glow,
Where virtual blooms eerily grow.
We chase the likes, the shares, the views,
Forgetting the sun, the sky, the morning dews.
🌐 In endless scrolls, our dreams are caught,
In a digital maze, our minds are taught.
The superficial smiles, the staged delight,
In the quest for followers, we lose our sight.
Like Eliot’s Wasteland, barren and vast,
Our souls wander, in shadows cast.
By LEDs bright and hearts so dim,
We search for meaning, on a whim.
📲 With every ping, a promise of joy,
But these gadgets, oh they’re coy.
In apps and feeds, we drown our fears,
Forgetting the music, the world, the tears.
In this tech-obsessed, superficial spree,
We’ve lost the essence, of just being free.
Freedom’s not in the next device,
It’s in the laughter, the love, the spice of life.
🌍 T.S. Eliot warned us of this waste,
A modern desert, by technology embraced.
Yet here we are, in this digital daze,
Seeking happiness, in a superficial craze.
So let’s unplug, if just for a while,
Find beauty in a flower, a child’s smile.
For in simplicity, true joy we reclaim,
In a world obsessed, let’s not play the game.