Best Tech Poems
Do you have:
a broken phone?
faulty drone?
apple with worms?
broken windows?
Call for Tim
and in a whim
he delivers
tech support at its best
you drink
while he tests
He delivers
version 2.2
And all he asks
is that YOU
are happy when all
is brandnew!
Happy hour
drinks two for one
cheers for Tim
Repairs all but done
More tequila and gin!
Tech Zombies
Written: by Tom Wright
10-6-2016
Some have lost the ability to use their head,
And depend on gadgets to get by instead.
A Phone, Pod, or tablet now fills each hand,
And in certain venues they should be banned.
I’ve sat in church and observed others texting,
And this, to me, has become quite perplexing.
Distracted, I think, why even bother to come,
As I muse, why this, they can’t refrain from.
“Techies” can’t wait for Apple’s latest upgrade,
While I sit thinking they’re just being played.
Like sheep they stand in line at a local store,
To be fleeced for a device they’ve fallen for;
Technology has made our lives so much better,
Giving us aspirations of being the pacesetter;
Technology, now, is nearing an insane extreme,
But an enormous boost to poor self esteem;
Hi tech trinkets
Shiny new gadgets
Radically transforming ourselves
There's an app for that
Absence of human touch
And Face-to-face emotions
Connect through texting
Computer generated desires
Hi tech verse humans
Paradox of our time
Trapped in the world
Of cause and effect,
Where people are sold,
And replaced with Hi-Tech.
Where the money does flow
To where it already is,
In rivers of lies,
In the seas of business.
In the temples of
The buy and the bought,
Where souls are forgotten
Where fishes are caught.
You pay more
And I’ll pay less,
But owner of the cage
Will always take the best.
Your think you are free,
To do what you think,
But the rules of the game
Are as dark as black ink.
Turn around again,
In your little glass bowl,
Dig a little deeper
At the bottom of your hole,
Trapped in the world
Of cause and effect
Where souls are forgotten
And replaced with High-Tech.
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In this modern age of ours
with all the gadgets of the day
pc's, laptops, i-phones, tablets
what would our ancestors say?
These new things are all well and good
but they do take up lots of time time
that can be so precious
so little even for a drink of lime
The longer we sit at our screens
the worse our eyesight can be
we need be sure to take a rest
so to protect our eyes to see
It's easy to get caught up
with facebook, twitter and the like
social media can really grip us
from it we should go on strike
Our ancestors would not envy us
of all this pc hi tech age
they had one real special gift
time to live on their world's stage
A really a lovely way to celebrate, the Most
Dear one’s birthday, in a high-tech mode, sure
Thanks to the modern technology in IT field
That enabled all of us to participate, joyously.
It is no ordinary persons’ birthday indeed!
But of a very unassuming and a gentle soul
Which, is the very embodiment of sincerity
And whose only concern is welfare of all.
She is very tough but I wrongly describe her
For we are yet to see a more kinder spirit
In human shape except for saintly people
She is the crest-jewel of our family legacy.
Simple to the core with absolutely no airs
Always concerned with the plight of poor
A hand that is generous to the fault, with
A heart, that abounds in care and virtue.
Such is the persona of our niece, dear to us
Not a word I write here is an overstatement
But an unpretentious outpouring of our heart
That ever beats for our niece; Aruna the dear.
Tech-No-Logic
Of keyboard and swipe
a screens deliberation circuit electronic
in metal skin and paper thin
push button hums the chord of plastic
tech-no-logical inventum
such marvels to grind the wheel
impartial utensils the battery static
a signal from pre-molded concrete
sends the flip switch light
a barrage of city steel
Perfidious evolution
camera slapped ready to be mobile
disseminate precious packeted information
send the engine forward
designed specific mechanical
with purpose and all copyright invention
roll out the factory trinkets
and by wifi extol these virtues of freedom
such ease of apps
the dictionary of a creative human
Pander upon the wonder
tech-no-logic inventum
to satellite and celluloid praise them
the world a window
to ignore confusion
fanatical gears performing missiles
each trigger of functioning confident
laser guided telescopic retention
art forms innovation
and the busy discourse of bibliophiles
What design by rain
the mechanisms of perfume
a flowers technical schematic
a blueprint revived
so the wind sustains chaotic
fluctuations of forms molecule Phi
graceful filament wings
the meaning of feathers, thorns and insect
wood breathing light
inexplicable, irreproachable tree
of life
And who by sun
upon rainbows plain did walk
was uttered a catchphrase of miracles
no other perfection
wrought in animate visions sacrament
the momentums overture existential
rhythms dance plays waterfall
which finger tips technology
so in intricate reflex of memory
sustained an infinite birth
Lay by road side
in clank and clamor rattle
semaphore an accident in skeletal
and by marvelous creed
take emulsions photo
whys and wherefores the veins of petals
the everyday unexceptional
but still focus changes the angle
all reiteration speaks
by blueprint original perfected creation
(Smoking is Injurious to health. And it is hard to explain to people who haven’t experienced it. But why I smoke?)
No mean, what I am doing
Smoking, drinking or leave eating
Now I am in the world of smoking and drinking.
I think you may know that
After our breakup
I am not lonely
My god “shiva” is my friend
Who always with me
After our breakup.
But you know, before our breakup
I don’t know, who is he
But now I am able to know that
He is a partner of my loneliness.
Now, I am look like an old man
Who noise about a God
To make my life free.
But no one hears my voice
And again I am lonely
Now I am waiting for someone
Who able to show me the path of death
With a great dead breath.
lower-skilled workers
are plentiful, but are no
match for high-tech jobs
For anyone owning a pc
Does not have it worse than me
I have a degree in technology
Oh computer gods hear my plea
I went from windows 7 to ten and back again
I encounter viruses from now until then
I work crazy hours to fix pc issues
Could someone please hand me some tissues
I am going through the pc tech blues
This is a living to help pay my dues
The customers' pc is putting up a fight
But we will go at it all night until i get it right
I will not let one problem be missed
My dear pc your booboos will be kissed
I work hard to provide excellent service
Now some pc's make me nervous
Pc tech blues cannot fix it i will repair your parts
Even if the cost breaks a few hearts
That's what I will have to do
To make you pc good as new
The pc tech blues I struggle
for you pc i will manage and juggle
I will fix your troubles fast and swift
For my customer fixing you is my gift
The two for one price deal read “Open here”
with slick dotted lines and sharp arrows clear.
But false perforations
foiled nails, teeth and patience.
Surrendered, she opted for pop tab beer.
We livre for a new hope
Dangerous Prissians
A tell-tale croach-rod
I move finally, in-ally.
Losing the power.
Gaining the momentum
We dance to the Atan
British-Atan
A head for beat rock
A poem is written
I extract the beauty of life
For the outcome of tech
Written by Gail DeBole
on March 12, 2020
A witch flew a magical broom
That lost its magical zoom.
She decided to buy
A broom that could self-fly
and beat a rocket to the moon.
Unlock your sorrowful tears,
Let them flow Like a raging river.
From the depths of your being
howl Like a wolfcub who has been
Abandoned by his pack.
Ask for the comfort you will
need in all the days to come.
Keep your expression of sorrow
with you as Long as you need to grieve.
It will bend of it's own
accord when you are finished.
Allow yourself the unhindered crying
your soul will require to heal.
To make sense of things, grasp your
spirituality as a way of sailing
far far away from the utter
horror of it all.
Do not try to push those tears aside,
as your pain and suffering is meaningful,
Though it does not feel that way now...
Take their photo's from your wallets
and display them at will,
with awesome Love and abundant pride.
Take them out as need be
and shower them with tears and memories.
I promise you, it will validate
their very existance.
Know that the very waters of your
faith will certainly be tested.
Also know that this too shall pass.
Your pain will remain forever but
your faith will return tenfold.
Allow the Light to pass over your
darkness and believe that one day
There will be healing.
If you can find the strength within,
you must allow for access back into
Your hearts, for one day you will
feel entitled to open the gates that
have held you under seige.
Because grief will never Leave you
where it finds you...
Screw google, and their big birds chicks....
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Italy's vatican to change it's stance upon abortion ?