by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
anxiety, deep, emotions, fate, feelings, imagery, perspective,
Love's light beams from the hearts and souls of Man
but His insecurities shade its glow.
And in shadows, hate and bigotry grow;
though Man's conscience interjects when it can.
But, like a child, He fears the bogeyman;
facing repercussions, He lets hope go.
Scared of storms, He revels in the rainbow;
convincing Himself that it is God's plan.
Evil overshadows the light of good;
anonymity merges with the dark.
And accepting truths, tethered to rumors,
we mesh with the system as robots would.
Yet, the love in Man needs only a spark,
to exorcise fear's cancerous tumors.
by Earl Schumacker |
Categories:
appreciation, change, creation, humanity, life, science, visionary,
To build a better human use a robot
Genetics are overrated and outdated
Androids make the perfect man
With nuts and bolts who needs a soul
Love your machines
They come with metallic hands
With instructions to construct
Transgender bathrooms built to last
Humans make great pets
When inoculated they are the best
Venereal diseases are a breeze
Hmm.... Are they really needed?
Bots speak bot languages
Abstract thoughts are optional
Don't need visas to get about
Robots work non stop for free
No clocks to punch or dirty thoughts
Void of affection and infections
They follow the instructions of God's plan
To build a better man
by Karen Cleaver-Bascombe |
Categories:
how i feel, humorous, urban,
Slouching on the evening train
Ravelling through old anxieties,
It better than eye contact with robots
Haplessly Shuffling on and off
The deepest and fondest memories appear
Through the thorny ripples of mind
Speeding down memory lane
First memory, first bike, first bruise
First Day of school, no front teeth
Fast forward to first date,
Sloppiness of that first awkward kiss
First love pangs of distress
Until at last your realize
You passed your flaming stop.
by Masereka Amos |
Categories:
age, celebration, conflict, culture, loss, lost love, new year, poetry, time, today, violence, writing, yellow,
In time, days, months to years
Is the failure of relationships
In January to July to December
And the shallow of rivers
In July, August to September
The destruction by earthquakes
In January, February to December
The reshuffle of accidents
In lakes, roads and in air
The manufacture of acids, guns, and robots
In laboratories, industries and employment areas
The color of rainbows
Blue, green, grey
The personality of people
Conceited, gloomy, temperamental
The training of soldiers, students, and also religions
In academy, schools and institutes
The birth of children
Over years and years all over the world
The truth of lies
In homes, schools up to work places
by Daniel Corcoran |
Categories:
science
We are programmed not to think.
We are hope that we not sink.
We are battery dead and died.
We are interspecies we are lied.
We areeeeeeeeeeeee.......
Error. Primary Function.........
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Resetting.
We are humans do not forget.
We love we hate we regret.
We are not robots.
by Kyle Boyce |
Categories:
beauty, break up, care, faith, goodbye, love,
If only you could see inside me
Then you would have the key
The key to unlock my thoughts
To prove I'm not one of many robots
That I have emotions and feelings
Feelings that have been hurt from my dealings
Dealings with you
Dealings that said we're through
But I keep dreaming on
That it's not the end but the dawn
So there you have the key
The key to unlock my inner mystery
by Marie Harrison |
Categories:
fantasy, children, funny, imagination, love
Robot’s Last Kiss
Can rain fall?
Will loons call?
Loss is tall now King,
Blow Kiss Fish
sail in thin air.
With fan claps,
JC raps away,
as night falls.
Fight stalls last kiss,
Stars trip robots in spring.
by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
romance,
Have been watching a lot of “How It's Made”
Great to learn about the amazing robotics at play
But for making love
No replacing a sweet hug
For a real live mind blowing romp in the hay
by Angie Millan-Acosta |
Categories:
addiction, childhood, children, fantasy, future,
They are indoor kids
Disconnected from nature
Acting like robots
The antisocial
raised by computer programs
Acting like robots
In Fantasy worlds
Virtual reality
Acting like robots
Without self-love, they
made false versions of themselves
Acting like robots
Wake up our kids are
Losing their soul-mind-body
Acting like robots
Take the kids outside
Please, disconnect the Wi-Fi
No robots needed
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade, angst, anxiety, break up, imagery, lost love,
Folding fractured dreams into paper boats,
you launch them upon a river of tears.
And following the course anger promotes,
you watch as the last of them disappears.
It's time for you to gather up your thoughts
and let that origami drift away.
Go ahead and cry; humans aren't robots,
we suffer anxiety every day.
Confetti the wind with new fledgling dreams
and encourage them to take wing and fly.
For flight's not as hazardous as it seems,
and the truth's better than living a lie.
There's no future in being someone's toy,
when seeking love, seek out the real McCoy.
by Surbhi Gupta |
Categories:
imagination,
Could you imagine your life without troubles?
All sort of happiness and no struggles...
Could you imagine your life without birds?
That melodious voice and being pets for us...
I can't imagine my life without friends,
No fun,love and always loneliness...
What if there would be no feelings?
All would be robots and all heartless...
Life without food we still can think,
But life without love is beyond thinking.
by Betty Harp Butler |
Categories:
god, life, religious,
He could have made us robots,
That performed each perfect task.
But He didn’t-He gave us free will,
To do, or not to do what He asked.
God gave us freedom to choose
To love Him or not.
He gave us the responsibility.
In our lives we choose the plot.
Life is a lot what we make of it.
We make choices each day.
We have to live with those choices.
We reap what we sow-come what may.
by Trevor Mcleod |
Categories:
abuse, analogy,
Love -by Trevor McLeod
He was chased by a prostitute
high on black magic
She loved him for 44 drugs
and 4 brains
She was anxious to call Healthcare
but waited
Soon it was for a good cause
And everyone felt relieved
The angels now robots
realize that love had come home
in human flesh
and welcomed her.
And the man felt vindicated
for a great time
And he called welfare
who came right away
The End
by Jaymee Thomas |
Categories:
endurance, lost,
Every eve, you ask me
How was your day?
As if you care, as if you know
As if you have something to say
Every eve, I answer too
It was fine, nothing new
As if I mean it, as if I feel it
As if I really have nothing to do
Every eve, we repeat this
A ritual, a habit, a routine
As if we are happy, as if we are close
As if we are living a dream
But we are not, we are not
We are hollow, we are empty
We are strangers, we are robots
We are nothing but a parody
You don't see me, you don't hear me
You don't know me, you don't love me
You don't ask me, you don't tell
by Sand Blown |
Categories:
age, appreciation,
aging awareness...
generational inputs...
resultant outlooks...
philosophies differ...
as arrows in a quiver...
good shots and poor shots...
betray past order...
to love and buy the present...
humans as robots...
by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
fun,
Been watching a lot of “How It's Made”
Great to learn about amazing robots at play
But for making love
No replacing a sweet hug
Or replacing a joyous romp in the hay
by Annabelle Bentley |
Categories:
art, blessing, feelings, humanity, technology,
All the clever people
Put their heads together.
They made a metal brain
Bound to last forever
But what they didn’t realise
Was that they couldn’t make a metal heart.
This metal brain can theorise
But it cannot make good metal art.
For all of ever, people
Have know about the end.
They cling to things found meaningful
Trying to pretend.
But when the robots came to be,
We realised love is real
Because something that a metal box
Cannot do is feel.
by Jude Herrick |
Categories:
art,
Kittens love robots and robots love kittens.
Should we be concerned?
Is there something those two would like to tell us?
Besides, cowabungaaaaaaa, coming through, who wants to touch me?!
Here's a it sucks to be you smack for you, wait your turn. Here's a smack for you to enjoy while you look at me zoom on by on my Roomba. While my robot friend dances the rumba.
On a steel horse I ride....