I.
To dream in binary and bits,
then copy, send with virus-like,
electronic, image file hits.
To dream in binary and bits,
takes computer programming wits.
Like Lawnmower Man, Musk's god-like:
but Elon's prone to enraged fits,
when Teslas burn by fiery blitz.
II.
A.I. Chatbots, like Elon's Grok,
have smarter brainpower, logic,
and circuits than Musk's fanboy flock.
A.I. Chatbots, like Elon's Grok,
use fast, brainy, GPU clocks.
But Donald Trump, demagogic,
compared to Grok is dumb as rocks,
lacks judgment—needs time in the dock!
The journey of a thousand miles
Begins with a step taken with smiles
If there had not been a will
The records would have remained as nil
Never say never
Impossibilities won't last forever
Your daring adventure
Is an obscured voyage to some brainpower
We know that eagles can fly
But your eagle is built with a sly
For plying through that wasteland
What you did for the heart in the hand
Can never be done without courage
Or didn't you in the desert use the wheel to rage
Or ired by the intense torrent of the haboobs
Through the nights in the desert where you have no cubes
How did you escape the windy sand rain
I envy the courage that took over your brain
Such that you didn't know what to fear
And for impending dangers you didn't think to veer
Kunle Adeyanju has become a brand of idea
In his honour I rejoice with his fans on social media
They prove that love and care give more courage
A lesson for our leaders to learn to encourage
DEVINE PARENTAGE:
Praise be unto JEHOVAH!
The GOD who has no rootage,
And no one knows his lineage.
His holiness is basically not a heritage,
And His divinity spiritually holds a mileage,
Which is affirmed with a homage.
Praise be unto JEHOVAH!
The GOD who is a perpetual Mother...
A good Mother full of honour,
Whose breastmilk carries power,
Nourishing Her offsprings with brainpower.
Her eternal nurturing for them is without a cessation.
Her intellectuality is with perfection.
Her heart beats with compassion,
Forgiving them of their transgressions.
And saving them from destructions.
Praise be unto JEHOVAH!
The GOD who is an everlasting father...
A Father who really loves his children.
His heart is a fine accommodation,
Providing them food and protection.
He advices and motivates them with affection,
Making His fatherhood based on confection,
So that He chooses no to consign.
And in Him do the children confine,
As He makes their life so fine.
Yes,JEHOVAH is a Mother...,
Yes,JEHOVAH is a Father...,
His parenthood overwhelms.
And He rules in all realms,
Because,the universe dwells in his hands.
And with His rulership,no one can withstand.
Greetings, hello I just know
Alpha line poetry's a toxic write
Demented moment my muse is slow
Brainpower dormant, what a plight!
Loves magic's now over, pain
Loss endured feeling sorrow
no use ranting nothing to gain
Speechless lament colours tomorrow.
A bashful cavalier dreams everynight
Images filled with yearning hunger
Sparkling blue eyes will at last delight
His bleak lonely life torn asunder.
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True awareness ……
(Poetic Form :: Ottava Anna)
We occupy our minds with what we'd like
to eat, what to buy, how to impress rest;
Not bothered to try to look in, stay stressed.
Don't use brainpower most behave childlike.
Content to live our lives wish things dreamlike.
We've no time to think of the world within.
We just fail to link soul's calmness to win;
true awareness lie in soul know to zest.
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Ever notice how cauliflower
Resembles an image of brainpower
Some big some small
Some not there at all
But my huge cerebrum couldn't be prouder
Wakes before the fourth hour
Straight into the shower
Gets dressed in a wink
Downstairs in a blink
Quick cup of coffee
A glance at the news
Washes all the dishes
Plans the day's menus
Prepares all the food
Fresh, tasty, so good
Works from home for an hour
Revs up the brainpower
Drives to the train
Sun, snow, or rain
At work by 8:30 a.m.
Back to the grind again
She does it all every day
With a smile on her face
My wonderful wife Rina
Removes the rat from the race
Are you aware of the brainpower it takes
To rhyme five lines, it makes my old brain ache
Though easier for me
It still ain't a breeze
An exceptional specimen of a genius it takes
Knowledge is a skill you have to acquire
Understanding the way the world work
It something in life that every human require
It's like breaking a cycle of curse
Giving your opinion doesn't make you right
But there's something that's call stating fact
Instead it can come back and bite
Learn the true meaning before you act
Just like they have the saying ignorance is bliss
They also have the saying knowledge is power
People can also have your mindset twist
You can built up your brainpower high like a tower
Knowledge is the key to success
It can give you a variety of access
What makes the world go round?
Some say it's music's sound
And surely it's something rather pleasant
Enjoyed by folks from kings to peasants...
What makes the world go round?
There are those who say it's money's clink
Buying luxuries from mansions to minks
Champagne and dainty liquers to drink
What makes the world go round?
Moderns say that knowledge is power
But to what end? For purposes dour?
Better stagnation than such brainpower
So, after considering all the thoughts above
I'll stick with good old-fashioned Love
S-ee
H-ow
I-ntelligence
E-xcels
T opic: Birthday of Shie R. Basquiña (April 1)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
I can't speak natural hankering affectivity,
Otherwise a pen begins writing out my encumbered mind,
Scribbling uncontrollably; it flows like lava from a volcano,
A scorching of withheld expressions, yet these pages are bandages for healing.
A metaphoric hug cuddling curious eyes,
Pasted along by their word of mouth,
Caught with ears which are intrigued,
My unorthodox escape to mental satisfaction.
The poetic brainpower to a emotional rollercoaster,
Will they last?
Will they fade?
Is this destiny?
There once was a fellow named Trump
Who everone knew he had quite a rump
He came into power and sat on a tower
And everyone knew he was lacking brainpower
Nothing much I’ll be missing HERE.
nope.
No amount of trees and waterways
will Ever do it for me.
there’s more to me than this,
than these.
My brain needs feeding
and it won’t be fed on pine cones.
may all here be happy
there are lots of nice people
while I am off to new adventures
of some higher level of thinking
Let it all just be
as I will be gone
where brainpower is a tool
that I will need to get along.
beautifully as the sun hits the mountains,
yet a hollow space in me hungers
for something you can’t find at the drive-ins
or the Wal-Mart.
Im sure its up here somewhere but
two years here and I eat and yet I starve.
Gone underground to stay alive
to keep that part of me in existence somehow, somewhere.
A new place. I’m thinking already! I can actually think!
the sun will shine there too
but hotter
brighter
it energizes life there.
like a magnet, draws awareness to it
as it is drawing me as well
because damned if I’m going to be deemed “dumb”
as my father called my Mother.
My brain has its problems, but intelligence isn’t one of them.
I can’t WAIT to leave.
Take me! Take me!
Goal for the day
Just sit and write
Whatever comes out
Make it flow, make it light.
Make yourself smile
Forget all the machines
Gadgets from people
And holiday themes.
Fingers to keypad
Or paper and ink
It doesn't matter
Just make yourself think.
Use what God gave you
That thing called a brain
Stop mulling over
How to put together a train.
You'll be suprised to find
Once you get going
You'll stop watching outside
For it to stop snowing.
Poetry frees
The mind and the soul
It's what keeps us real
What keeps us whole.
Turn off the light
Music on high
Create till you feel
You can touch the sky.
Poetry leaves the heart
Warm and happy.
Whether its funny
Or a little bit sappy.
So here it is
My first for the year
Some words to hopefully
Leave everyone less fear.
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