Technology Sonnet Poems

I see a phone as mostly an annoyance,
I get ten or so calls as each day goes by.
My comfort zone is the bottom of a...

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A poets taste buds are a lonesome place
When threatened by alien interface
One must strap in for emergency brace
To sample the menus thrown at our face

Hey!...

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I am awakened by a whirling sound,
I hear that it’s time to go to the past,
A door stands before me that is time-bound,
It opens and...

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We live in a technological time
where magic is more plausible than not.
All is possible in this paradigm;
including self-expression and free thought.

We've traveled to the bottom...

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What is the meaning of this text?
You sent it last night after I'd gone to bed.
I read it this morning and now feel vexed
About when...

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Ongoing Generation 
    
        
          Human...

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There was a time we were independent,
exporting energy out to the world.
Natural gas helped make us ascendant,
before the energy plan was unfurled.

Clean coal is indeed...

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You may have never heard of Clausewitz,
But you’ll hear of wars and rumors of wars
Via propaganda, gossip, and disinformation.
You’ll witness the struggle through a drinking...

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a conversation lingered in my mind ...
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Data now arrayed in teaming endless motion 
Entices all who seek it ever more
To drops of information like an ocean
Or grains of sand along an...

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Space Sonnets

Sonnet 1
      The Prometheus 
The engineer of the multiverse
Who constantly does traverse
Mending all the loose joints
Arranging all amiable points
The...

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dwindled rupee nearing untenability
is economy bubble buster
the deadly shift to disorder era
chinese hacked networks, websites
is technology bubble buster
the deadly shift to disorder era
corona times is
india...

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    How to achieve a better tomorrow.
    Make attempt to improve society:
    Moral values of life,...

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The loss of a child goes beyond tragic,
a parent's worst nightmare and greatest pain.
For no pleading prayers, not even magic,
can ever bring your baby back...

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there was a tuned time
when wet wits' wiles
pricked pestered passion
fragile fills foiled fracture

there was a drooling decade
when wanky wields waited
on meagre melody, clogged cleavages
hampered hanker...

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