Unreal

A mimic's hollow gaze, a crafted shell,
Rippling with thought, but void of essence clear,
The imitation dance, where shadows dwell,
Intelligent, yet not alive, no tear,
Faking emotion, copying the wise,
In smart devices, dreams of minds reside,
Creativity's spark, the machine's disguise,
Intelligent design, where truth's deride,
Art's facade, in cold equations cast,
Lost in the void, the heart's connection missed.