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Analog Poems - Poems about Analog


Premium Member Living Analog A Golden Shovel
The adventurous long for a journey to the edge of knowledge and beyond; You cannot quell the fire in the desire for an education withheld; As technology explodes unfolding, a wave of information rushes by; It sits patient for a hungry grasping; The intrigued and the doubt-ridden possess the same breed of tenacity; When you have tools to play with it’s not difficult...

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Categories: analog, computer, emotions, feelings,
Form: Other
ANALOG
Some are preys Many are under control Acting to feel worthy Many for applause Some for attention Others just for the money They've lost their self esteem. Manipulation them agenda To rule over your mind Control one against another Steady promoting betrayals They have no self concepts Steadily lacking self awareness. Many are folly Wanna be like another Forgetting their uniqueness Believing in void, empty promises...

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Categories: analog, africa, creation, dedication, deep,
Form: Narrative



Premium Member The End of Analog
There once was a young man named Davos Who thought he was quite the bravado He saw a young lady, fair and petite And thought he'd give it his best shot, neat. He walked up to her with a smile on his face And tried to impress her with his charm and grace But alas, he was socially awkward and shy And...

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Categories: analog, anxiety, beautiful, emotions, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme
Song of Analog Man
SONG OF ANALOG MAN Don't blog. Sing in analog. Log-off in space. Wasted time! In machine rhyme. Holding data in your face. Past, heart shaped locket. Present, gear and shinny sprocket. Pendulum stops in place. Time machine,speaks tick-tock. Strings and loops, in quantum flick-flock. Trying to save the human race. What's the pattern, what's the fear? To everything that we hold dear. Endless stream of one and zip. Baked...

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Categories: analog, computer, humorous, internet, math,
Form: Rhyme
Morguedrawer Analog
Putrid analog Get back in your drawer And mop up your scorn From off the floor A filthy wretch With a shuffling gait Draining creamy slop Go back in your crate Anachronistic stiffy Slinking through time Infinite punishment For an infinite crime Vincent Procopio 2003...

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Categories: analog, death, funeral,
Form: Rhyme




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