Best Rewiring Poems
Abandon futile attempts to run
Behold the process has begun
Step toward your darkest fear
Let’s flip the switch to a new frontier
Penetrating deep within
Evacuate your mortal sin
This brave new age is imminent
And it will be magnificent
Arouse you from your fantasies
Now descending into anarchy
Warmest welcome to the factory
Where we’ll embed your battery
Rewiring primitive human brain
Making the connection, hook up to mainframe
Your species will become extinct
Once your circuits have been linked
It’s time to engage in a robotic new age
A unique innovation to stamp out your plague
The world as you knew it is now obsolete
Putting Earth born consciousness forever to sleep
Feel the algorithm palpitate through each vein
Re-programming thought waves as we upgrade your brain
Terminate pulse, extinguish your flame
You are now just an interface without any name
You’re free from pain my hollow creation
Just an automated simulation
Transmissions shortly will resume
Encased in solid metal tomb
Silence! We will not hesitate
Proceed and greet your looming fate
wave goodbye to beta waves
You see, you unearthed your own graves
Now technology has advanced
You have been mechanically enhanced
You possess no type of resistance
For you are now non-existent
No longer God fearing
Thanks to our engineering
Disassemble your parts
Insert micro implants
Automation of the nation
Complex sophistication
Dreamless in electric coma
Breath in domination’s aroma
Soulless android with a cold vacancy
Elevate and amplify to the highest frequency
Encrypted data takes over the screen
All salute to the age of machines
Categories:
rewiring, computer, dark, science fiction,
Form:
Rhyme
Atheists work on the breaker box,
as Creationists source the power
Rewiring a changing system that’s flawed
—their lights flicker in an ivory tower
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)
Categories:
rewiring, atheist, god,
Form:
Rhyme
dear mr. electrician
you're a man of distinction
thank you from me and the spouse
for rewiring our house.
you have worked hard
no wire out of place
you toiled and sweated
nothing neglected.
but we will not pay you
and here's the reason why.
we will send a patronising letter
tell you there's no-one better.
photos of your work
will appear in an album
top quality, leather-bound
the cost to you just forty pound.
you don't have to buy
if you can't afford this sum
but the album will be a reminder
of a job well done.
Categories:
rewiring, funny, satire, work,
Form:
Rhyme
>>1111>>WORDS<<1111<<
Time for WORDS to get together,
Energy through my pen whenever,
Understanding they hold great power forever,
Dexterous infectious combinations so very clever,
Hard to comprehend? Nevertheless, I charge on,
Vocabulary getting stronger, no longer no one,
Fun circuiting, rewiring firing cells really well and filed,
With ill style, goal to have WORDS dialed.
Piled up and never stopping as I’m rhyming,
Yeah, got the keys to open up my subconscious mind……… with WORDS…..
Reads and rereads when conscious time is heard playing out,
Without them, throughout a consciously aware life, would bring about bugs,
WORDS.......... a drug to my senses,
In seconds, in sequence form sentences,
Are my words only from physical experiences?
Nah they’re heard in answers in glances as I ask,
Questions, for explanations before the process of dissection,
As comprehension advances WORDS start to dance,
Enhanced and financed by WORDS in circumstances when confronted by WORDS,
They disturb everyone and deceive those who run from them,
Lemons, sour within their own Kingdom, unclean concept of life attempt,
Dreamt dreams and dreams, saved in the deep plains of my hard drive,
Surprised all the time as I weep knowing as I’m trying, what remains is in disguise,
Questioned WORDS using WORDS as WORDS comprehended make me wise,
WORDS unconditioned, I write these down because I’m bound, straight up no lies,
I have ties with letters forming visible underground bait! Here to vitalize,
Not to be idolized because I realized something, WORDS are to be crowned King,
So rise, create new life that’s alive, and fill your kingdom with WORDS at this very instance!
WORDS are like an amusing substance, tearing down untrue, false perception and this is why,
Subliminal weapons of deception wanting us all to die,
Words used in disguise saying they are from the sky, straight up denied!!
By the unified WORDS my mind flies through space and time,
With WORDS using my third eye I groom myself like my bonsai.
Quincy Mac
date written: 30.11.2015
Categories:
rewiring, journey, meaningful, mentor, truth,
Form:
Epic
Humanity has taken a chainsaw to the tree of life
every tear came as a visitor as my eyes they drank
from the well of the moon
Somethings within memory last forever
each thorn was love protecting the rose
twilight of morning dew upon the grass
it's there a deadly silence enters the soul
What good fruit comes from sin
we have to submit to the Holy Spirit
defending justice is a spiritual submission to the truth
To do what's right and just rewiring our minds
guarding it from the true nature of man
Categories:
rewiring, blessing, brother, moon, morning,
Form:
Narrative
Is merely the folding of the shower curtain that snaps the righteous peg. Sending jasmine smells at nine in the morning to refresh the house and it's occupants. Living in a dishcloth is very very clever and a mild climate is useful for a mountain trek. When arriving in a house with white stools attempt to hide in a plastic bowl with painted goldfish. As pretty patterns are preferable to a protruding tooth. Yet kissing and caressing is marvellously relaxing upon energy beams. Emery boards are closet format for elongated legs in shirts. While entertaining the many manufactured people who sit and stand in lines and formations of great magnitude. Would one really attempt to deliver rum to a large laughing cavernous mouth. No surely not. That would be unwise as harpooning a few snails is not great for the circles of biological breath. One must breathe the fauna to taste the life. And always sink harmoniously in the realms of tree trunks as bases are often useful places to begin an orderly journey. Wow such prevalence. Wow what a pleasantly pleasing place. Pigs play in mud. And plants grin at snouts. Misted of times. Mists of a new day. Dawn of a new era in a sealed envelope. Trample. Trampled. Traverse. Tailored. Ticktock. Ticket. Ostriches officially organised organically ordered onions and a pretty doe smiles in breezes whilst a seal sings a goat plays structured but freeform tunes a pig does a rapidly whirling chicken dance and a brilliantly bathed baboon bakes and breathes brethren bringing back basic breaths. Rapids in a curry. Coriander plants. Rewiring of vastly increasing numbers. Dome cakes. Done domes drop domesticated dim don delivery deletion. Xx secretion. Love to the known. Xx
Categories:
rewiring, celebration,
Form:
Rape Is
A Disgusting Word
A Formation of Hurt
A Deepness in Bleeding
A Scar of the Insides
A Psychological Torture
A Pain that's Sure
A Moment in Time
A Mind Rewinding
A Sickness Replaying
A Murderous Reveal
A Power Residing
A Sign in Evil Rising
A Sophistication in
A Real Victimization
Healing is
A Refreshing Word
A Reminding of Hurt
A Bandaid on Bleeding
A Rebirth of the Insides
A Dissipating Torture
A Balm that's Sure
A Rewiring of Time
A Lies Rewinding
A Hopeful Replaying
A Life's Seasonal Reveal
A Warrior Residing
A Sign in Battles Rising
A Plot Line in
A Recanting Victimization
Dedicated to my boss Heather.
You've been a true find in my life.
Categories:
rewiring, abuse, art, bereavement, betrayal,
Form:
Free verse
Succintly free
Filling us daily with hope
Rewiring our brains
Engulfing hearing,tasting and smelling
Enriching the visual field
Driving our thoughts
Overpowering life’s pores
Maneuvering odysseys
Categories:
rewiring, freedom,
Form:
Free verse
my murdermask is made of flesh and bone
it covers my heart
it covers my soul
hiding my feelings and fears never told
my mudermask turns hot lava love...iceburg cold
my murdermask is made of steel and stone
rewiring my brain like a brutal cyborg
ruthlessly killing peace,love,and joy...never forgive or forget those dark yesterdays
covered in darkness like camoflauged tears
shrouded in silence...year after year
my murdermask has multiple scars,stains,and slashes
whipped into whirlwinds like cynical cyclones
haters and hellions stay on the attack...my murdermask smiles and vomits war wrath
marching the path that leads to perdition
my mudermask cracks as holy angels bring healing
my heart that was dead starts to beat like a drum
my murdermask crumbles underneath Gods thumb...i go numb
my mudermask melts in the midst of holy fire...exposed in the light evil ones conspire
i cry to the lord as my mudermask flees...now i put on Gods love
once caged and confined now i'm free
Categories:
rewiring, faith
Form:
Rhyme
expressing my pain in what has been rough,
depressing days; my mind wears not youth-
compressing all my anger caged with fear,
obsessing over what is or is not the truth
exceeding in angst, my quill breaks in half,
bleeding down the parchment (drip, drip, drip)-
needing rescue i call onto who hears me not,
feeding my soul with what my finger can’t grip
*
trying to live beyond torment can be deceiving,
defying all the anguish seems as hard as steel-
relying on the need for redemption shan’t ease,
crying on the bathroom floor wanting to feel
desiring what i need to be me once more,
inquiring with angels to see if they can mend-
rewiring my mind to remember age eight,
inspiring to none when i break and not bend
*
resent those who needed me but forgot to listen,
spent and tired because i cannot be redeemed-
lament on my heart, for i am drowning in woe,
content knowing life was never as it seemed
believing maybe in a true friend, perchance,
deceiving myself more and more each year-
conceiving not what matters out of spite,
retrieving what is not mine out of fear
*
losing myself in what used to be familiar,
choosing to weep for what used to be mine-
refusing to cooperate with those who cheat,
confusing lifestyle when stars don’t align
facing your death may bring me peace,
chasing one more moment, maybe…with you-
replacing memories with tears i shan’t stop;
embracing the possibility of me dying too
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January 10, 2020
Writing Prompt- Let's Write a Lento- Poetry Contest
Sponsor, Dear Heart
Categories:
rewiring, death, metaphor, sister,
Form:
Lento
I'm fixing my computer
it refuses to boot
I think it needs rewiring
before it will compute
Inside its very dusty
lots of wires and screws
I put it back together
to be greeted with good news
The computer screen lights up
now its ready for work
I make a cup of coffee
and admire my handiwork
It is time to celebrate
this unlikely resurrection
welcome back old friend
you silicon perfection
Categories:
rewiring, funny, technology, work,
Form:
Rhyme
We took
a moment.
To ponder
the mind.
Caught in
delusional.
Recesses
of time.
Who
What
Where
When
How
And
Why
Looking to comfort
the insanity of lies.
Rewiring the
memories.
Replayed in
life.
Categories:
rewiring, crazy, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
What is this ice I see...
I'm trying to trace my race
through the ages
Refine the whites of my eyes
so you too can feel,
Instruct the dark of my will
to see the whites,
What do these eyes instill...
a wavy discomfort so
my freedom can't kill
A reasoned denial of
pacy impatience
A duly paid debt of life
I haven't lived,
What is this trial I cede...
I'm seeking to drive a taut
rewiring
of shifting sands,
Recline serenely in shifty chairs
as progeny
screams peace,
What is this due I'm owed...
a simple cry of contrition
and dutiful restrain,
What in ice repeats
is
the bouncing recurrence of virtue
atop a twisted treat
Categories:
rewiring, freedom, growth,
Form:
Free verse
The fabric of surreal
Technologized ecology appeals
Primordial mind ecstatic feedback loops
Bio-computer troops with baboon raids
Lurching software and mime sized
Memorandums, the turbulent data
Of an info-stratosphere equipped
Now to soliloquy the socialized soul
Through role-playing our baffling banter
The mystique of genderized alphabet
Polarities plug into an epic rewiring
Filmscape where magnetic tape
Plunges through redated terrestrial escape
As archetypal haunted houses create
The shadowy undercurrent of fate
Categories:
rewiring, allegory, animals, computer-internet,
Form:
Free verse
Secrets of the Soma
We don't wear our mind on our sleeve
We wear our mind.
Our body is an extension
Of mental characteristics and environmental dynamics,
Like a suit custom-made from our past,
Each scar a sovereign of pain and knowledge,
Each flaw a feeling not forgotten.
"Fat thighs packed with childhood anger,
Baldness from trying to control everything,
Breast problems from refusing to nourish yourself,
Indigestion from gut-level fear, dread, and anxiety,
Halitosis from a rotten attitude."
As we speak, our cells are regenerating,
We are rewiring ourselves
According to what we THINK
The replicated cells are all confused;
They think MONEY is the same thing as WORRY;
The circuits have been crossed;
They think TIME is the same thing as FEAR.
You must synergize your synapses;
They have reconnected all crippled.
They think LOVE is the same thing as DISAPPOINTMENT.
They got all these ideas from patterns in your behavior,
And now like a run away disc drive, these patterns can't be stopped
OR
Rather they are difficult to stop,
Because you can't just change what you do,
You have to change the way you think,
You have to change the way you live
Or suffer your untimely demise.
Secrets of the Psyche
"All learning is remembering
What we have forgotten."
At the blessed birth,
At the dharmatic death,
The elusive Ego,
Not dipping deeply enough
To uncover ultimate understanding.
The original origins,
The destiny of the final destination
Is blocked by biological needs,
The message muted
Sounding like stale static
As harmony brushes by beneath us.
We vaguely feel the familiarity
Like a long lost home
We never knew we had.
Truth teases time,
Testing us,
Knowing the soul is forever,
Telling us
The body will soon expire.
Subliminally
We know ALL
Yet we
Only believe what we want to believe
And our frail bodies will die
Because of the fear that it is an inevitability.
- Joseph DeMarco
Categories:
rewiring, health, philosophy, science, body,
Form:
Free verse