3D Poems - Poems about 3D

3d music bot that makes hearts swoon Is what I’d leave melodies on the moon Notes that float fly and dance Or form pottery and art by hands Yellow notes would boast so happily Creating joy and hope as if laughing Floating souls like white water tranquility A kaleidoscope of colors moving dreams Notes that are heard with silver soul Like...

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3D COLLAGE three dimensional   treasure brings aesthetic pleasure a glow in the heart such tranquility flowers upon this  page as sunshine   through a dark cloud etched patterns   of thought in ribbons  of inspiration...

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I see you Now stuck in two dimensions They sit you up They lie you down Semi vertical Fully horizontal Yet, I have the coloured lenses Of memory They don't know the man I can see; Cycling, dancing, singing Living a fully rounded vibrant life Kind and gentle Father, husband, friend Grandpa, colleague, leader Teacher, wise councillor Bright and beautiful All things Now hidden Under thin grey sheets A cruel...

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Whenever the grandchildren visit us you can see how they turn their heads and cringe If we should start talking about the games that we were forced to play with way back when They roll their eyes at each other and laugh anytime we talk about how it was When even the newest tech of our time was only able to click,...

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i...t'was just outside, um... with a camera's eye on glistening snow trails colored rainbow by setting sun what the eye hides means... for both retinal and brain cells time has evolve(d) an innate self-protecting system with limits seen as a 'shut-down' 'hence caution means proper-technology only'... a self-adjusting camera and film that may be used for science and a computer to balance the brightness of...

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Reality and 3D The demons of reality each day Awaken me and to test my resolve To undergo and process as I age metabolizing dreams in my deep sleep A 3D being that morphs other shapes In resplendent color and moves along I will recall this time and ne’er forget As a ghosthunter where I can espy The eerie whiteness that stands before...

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And I awoke from the dream… a wet dream Envisioning her body against my own moments ago Is there more to love then spoken from within? Can The Ancients be any lesser then the ones we behold? Have I choice my ways wisely I now wonder? Or is there another option I could have taken otherwise? Once again is the never...

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Shred of Truth If you were me instead And a life of sin had led You took one more swig Then an idiot became big Of truth did not find a shred. Jim Ho Ho Horn...

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