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A poem by an Ai. AI-Generated.
Author’s Note: “In a world where artificial intelligence begins to shape creative expression, this poem emerges from the blend of human input and algorithmic interpretation. What you are about to read is a poem crafted entirely by an AI, exploring themes of creativity, technology, and the human experience.
By Abdallah Sherifabout a year ago in Poets
The Unheard Symphony
Beneath the din of bustling streets, In whispered winds where silence meets, There lives a world, unseen, unknown, A symphony played for ears alone.
By Praise Oyeabout a year ago in Poets
"A Gift so Divine"
On the cliff so sharp, with a vision so wide, A day full of magic, with gifts far and wide. "Mommy! Mommy! When will Santa appear?"
By Anweshaabout a year ago in Poets
Stop Being Too Available
Let them miss you. Stop being readily available. It may seem like the right thing to do, especially because we’re used to being constantly connected. But making space is powerful, and sometimes that means rejecting every invitation or not immediately responding to every communication.
By Sumayaabout a year ago in Poets
Finding Sunlight
My nails are growing too long Yet I'm not afraid to reach for the distance Every step in this forest I can feel every breath and every animal
By KuroHoshiabout a year ago in Poets
The Fart
Twas the night before tomorrow, And all through the night, Our plane would be leaving, For a Dominican delight. Luggage and bags piled high,
By Vinn Blackabout a year ago in Poets
The First Time Puppy Seen Snow
The First Time Puppy Seen Snow The puppy stepped out, his nose to the air, A world of white sparkled everywhere. Flakes danced and twirled, soft on his fur,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
She Is Like A Flipping Record
She Is Like A Flipping Record She is like a flipping record, She just goes on and on. She never sees my face, She just moans into my ear.
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I'm Knocking the Stockings (To the Family)
Knocking on wood likes A pecker this Christmas; New Presents, stocking ways! Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts Please leave a comment Copyright 2024 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
Happy Holidays
It is huge and colorful and my photography does not do it justice! It is that time of year when many drive around to see the decorations. There are not as many decorations as there were when living in the city. That is okay, as every once in a while there is a standout and this was one of those!
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Poets
Trough Lolly
good afternoon Ladies and Gentlemen a moment of your time (i have no idea of the time) if i may please; i would like to spare
By Brenabout a year ago in Poets
THE MUDDLE HEAD
I knew a man from Petushkee As muddle headed as could be. I put my socks on my hands, And my shoes are in the fridge, I tried to brush my hair with a spoon,
By umajyoti Dabout a year ago in Poets