Not Real Poems - Poems about Not Real

bots are not real friends a “I” has a soul bots are not good buds you cannot see their eyes thus their highs and lows programmed to be informed about the kids whereabouts and find what lurks inside stay out of the light with a shadowy din a bot not unlike a ouija board could be unobviously a familiar spirit, a lesser god, a demon hidden within tin AI, artificially intelligent put your money on the other guy the way truth life The Creator I am not a bot you are not a...

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She wasn't real, or, at least didn't feel an extension of the people around she herself was lost among the found her life was a blessing and too, a curse She loved it and hated it emotions reversed when in the low, she craved that pain those feelings of self disdain the overwhelming hate, coated in rage the relentless game she was made to play but when...

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I, as paper man in paper town, grey, saw a cardboard cut-out of a mirror, the reflection was a busy world it didn't look real, those colours and restaurants ...

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We were baseball and hot dogs, peanut butter and jelly, sharing moments that lasted until the end of my dream. But upon waking, there's an ache deep within my belly. Dreams are not real, although that's the way they seem. ...

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Monique, I am captured by your mystique~ I am raptured into the ether; the essence of your presence, and lost in the mirage; the Fata Morgana of enchanted illusion. ...

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Church clothes You go to church Wearing your church clothes. Hiding who you really are. Hiding behind your Faith and Bible. If only your friends Could see the truth. Your not white as snow. Your hands aren't clean. They are dirty like The games you play. Your a snake hiding In your form. Ready to attack Any moment now. A spider spreading...

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You think you found the one It isn’t the first time either You trust them completely You tell them everything you would tell the one you thought you would spend your life with Next thing you know everything goes to hell in a hand basket Once again love slips through your fingers It turns out to be all a lie once...

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I’m on autopilot. Surrounded by an unfamiliar climate. I’m on the outside looking in. Looking down at blurry skin. It’s possible I could be dead. I'm Just a small person in my head....

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I’m not real, Of course I think, Of course I feel, But something’s missing, A vital part of me, It keeps me faceless, just part of the scenery, A stage prop, For everyone else’s life, All my hopes, all my strife, For another’s sake, Authentics, I’ll call them, The world, theirs to take, They look past, And they look through , me, Their own kind, They wish to see, I serve a purpose, Their...

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It was all supposed to be mine. I bowed once, but refused to do it again for the lowly stupid small ones. Exiled to my new land, I wandered back and forth, walking to and fro, and realized when the small ones died, they would be mine. Good ones, bad ones, all mine. Consolation...

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Devoid of personality Devoid of emotion A dark mass of confusion A change when with him A change when with her Who am I? Why am I? My mind is broken. My mind is lost. I am not my own. Are they broken too? I don't know who I am. I change when I am not alone. I'm broken and empty when I am without. I...

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I'm meant as her humility stone where others see my fault And all who come to wish me well know I'm the one she's delt Where all the pain I've known for her is why I can't go on As all the hate she's shown to me has meant I'm left to con When only she can say she loves; for my heart has...

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He's not real, that's how some people see me Everyone's entitled to their opinions, they're free Perhaps I don't seem real But I just write what I feel Not asking for 100% approval, just 103...

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Well, here I am On the wrong edge of paradise Waiting to see How my world falls apart! Is this a dream? How could this be real life? I’m Spiralling out of this plain of existence! If this is real life, why am I just a thought In someone else’s reality I Think about my life and I can’t distinguish If i’m real, or if...

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It was so fantastic, Moons, by the hundreds, glimmered Stars, by the thousands, fell from their places The air smelled of bliss The surroundings were so peaceful Dark, lightly windy, and facing me Was a most calm sea A sea in which creatures of the depths Danced and rejoiced of their uniqueness! I faced it all from a window, somewhere, on a dark night I...

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