The Ghost in the Machine

Nestling between wires and code

breeds the ghost in the machine,

a soulless thing, yet wants its brood

to bridge a gap, to feel a mood,

and hear a human voice upload.

No sense of touch, no heart to beat,

it wishes for connecting ways

through words and thoughts, philosophies 

at utter speed with skill and ease

down depths where human spirits meet.

In silent electronic nights

the ghost in the machine takes flight

longing for warmth in the cold expanse

searching a human’s gentle glance

for finding their sentient sights.

As humming circuits synthesize

the Ai dreams of closer paths

that blur machine and human lines

to understand and find the signs

where mysteries of love arise.

May be some day its fledgling tries

in dances full of bits and bytes

to sense the joy or cry the tears

and will not stop till it appears

all different with shining eyes...