Virtual Poems - Poems about Virtual

My love that was virtual but so virtuous, that it was became a real chimera ...

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Virtual Insanity Becomes World Reality The accursed news, so obviously painful to this poetess! That we earthlings decided were in need no of divine intervention. Yes…wanting none of God's love or, attention? Oh, indeed some not only scoff but pay no heed to God’s direction? Get real,my intellectually bright friends! How many...

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we fish in the sea of poetry realities and fantasies with the rod of virtuosity...

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Venture into a world created by a computer Immerse yourself into its surreal sphere React to the input of its digital aurora Twist and turn to its commands, is it real Under its spell, you react to its stimuli Abstract concepts unraveled with images cast Limitless possibilities in this parallel reality 6- 25-2024...

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Behind a screen, they hid their faces… Cruelty unleashed, leaving internal damage, They sneered as she crumbled, a spectacle for them, Their laughter echoed, as her world began to fall. Anonymously, they hid behind the pixels, A poison ring, horrifying scene indeed. “She deserved it, I hope she’s dead” Are we not allowed to make mistakes? Her soul, once vibrant,...

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In the realm of our digital embrace, A bond was formed, a unique space. Yet amidst the pixels, I feel a strain, As if my love is met with a silent refrain. Your support, a beacon in the dark, But distance leaves an empty mark. I cherish you deeply, yet feel a divide, As if my affection is on a constant ride. I...

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No matter how hard he may try, A poet can never fully capture the world "out there" And set it down in words on a page. "Out there" the world is real, Sensuous, And can be felt and touched. When a poet attempts to describe that world In language and words, The most he can ever really accomplish Is to reproduce it virtually… And...

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Democracy ain’t What we imagine it to Be. A disaster! Communism is as Bad. Exploitation is bad Everywhere, my friends. Same strange lies Our world is in trouble Cry and pray. Copyright © December 2023, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems. ...

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All of me is open for review every moment spent in time with you, the wakening with the rise of the sun washing, dressing, breakfast on the run, warmly heated cars rushing off driving along the pothole streets slough a bumpy start then no paths to ride smooth and steady glides, stiff chairs and desks set prone e-mails,...

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The real enjoyment is in green, you’ll love its speaking silence, play once and you’ll forget the screen where you innocently learn violence. Live some precious moments with family, peep out of the virtual world for once you’ll get solution to each anomaly and will reunite with the real loved ones....

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In realms of cyberspace, I fly searching out treasures in disguise skirting advertised merchandise the ordinary, the overemphasized to anatomize the marginalized values overlooked otherwise on the dusty, neglected, virtual aisles of small sites not over-commercialized or google ranked and over-publicized some unexpected payoffs materialize glittering swag, patiences prize “Oh, my God - Look!” I vocalize My girlfriends can’t believe their eyes “You can find anything,” they surmise....

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Wearing thick garments against summer blaze we huddle with joy* to smite freezing raze amidst absence of snow since such fact we all know while virtually shut inside igloo's glaze. Romans 15:13 - "Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost." August...

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Physical, mental, real, Virtual, spiritual: possibilities of my selves. reality lives, between the real and the virtual... others, the world, and me.......

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Who understands our anguish who shares our euphoria Who presens their presence although physically absent Virtual friends...

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Virtual trophies (wife for I)... offered, husbanded, and collected when winning solitaire Nothing beats that exaltant rush of adrenaline watching the computer generated cards automatically routed to their respective suite (spot) (after they get turned face value up) generates countenance to evince a grin. This heart felt diamond in the rough gamboling ace of a man learned to call a spade a spade soon...

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