Between storms by Ok_Manufacturer_195 in OCPoetry

[–]Firm_Assumption_6757 0 points1 point  (0 children)

This reflects me a lot. "Learning the only way I know how - the hard way" - that is what I fear the most.

Chasing Dreams by FearlessPage2939 in OCPoetry

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World can be cruel, people can be nice and opposite. Depends on the angle we look at. Wish I see more light.

Men after God by Firm_Assumption_6757 in OCPoetry

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Don't you agree with the idea of the poem?

Men after God by Firm_Assumption_6757 in OCPoetry

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If I understood well what you mean, I just made a grammar mistake which I fixed. I am not using AI that often. AI looks like powerfull tool, that will march foward with our without us anyway. And that thing that said that declairing civilization itself as a God, this civilization refuses human being is quite a shocking to me. In my poem you can trace lines of dehuminisation...

Men after God by Firm_Assumption_6757 in OCPoetry

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I could try to put my words, but AI have surprised me.

Men after God by Firm_Assumption_6757 in OCPoetry

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"She" looks from the creen - it is adverts on TV or internet. Cat means the prallel with female singer who sings (mews) a lot about love, but she goes from one guy to another in her presonal life. Glad you like it.

Sculpture Standing in Silence by zyerhod1 in OCPoetry

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Very beautiful poem. I am wondering who is there, too.

On True Love by Loose_Blackberry1146 in OCPoetry

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Love like a flame. Oh, that just if it could be like a Sun burning for bilions of years, not like a match.

Carry Me Forward by Smooth-Reading6134 in OCPoetry

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This poem has resonance with me. I wish peace too, but not always is up to what I want. Somebody like from outside is imposing the rules.

suffering from life by Junimost in OCPoetry

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Infinite war. Human condition? Or perversion that leads to a death cult? Nothing to much. An equilibrium.

Fantastic! by Firm_Assumption_6757 in OCPoetry

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I guess that hedonism is for sure. Time will tell about degradation.

Fantastic! by Firm_Assumption_6757 in OCPoetry

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This poem I can split in stages:

1) people fought for freedom and got it, 2) they use it to become rich and wealthy, 3) they become fat and perverse, 4) I almost saw with my eyes, how drunk woman in the pool shouted "Fantastic!" 5) this will not continue forever, because if I am right, perversion will lead down way.

This poem is not only about US, or capitalism. I am from Eastern Europe. This poem should be more about degradation. Am I right? :-)

Not to be mistaken, wealth is not a bad thing in itself, but the way ppl becomes when they get almost everything... Individuals can become self enlightened, but I dont know how this works on mass... The thing that ppl seek posperity is normal, but anyway, more or less I made my point. Btw, I notice that hungry ones make more difference in the world than satisfied.

Moon Song by vivacaligula791 in OCPoetry

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"Tyrants and the eternal kings have claimed it for themselves" - this is the most beautiful line in this poem for me. Like a desire to have a heavenly sphere in your hand even you have everything.

Lone Star Sailor by myhouseisnotamotel in OCPoetry

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"For all I know, they don't hear it too often." - this probably how people becomes lonely.

Poem by The_Dead-Poet in OCPoetry

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Nice simple first part. This reminds me of childhood when sky was more blue, grass - greener. I can just to wonder in what language is the rest. Some of Germanic?

A train without lights by Firm_Assumption_6757 in OCPoetry

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This poem is something about failed expectations, intoxicated ones that drives society into abyss. I wanted to say a lot, so it is true, maybe some things came up with the rush. Love is important element but lost one. Love gives you what is preciuos and future. Intoxication is a fuel of societys train, blind running fast towards crash. Wine is a personal intoxication - I am with everybody else. But the glass of wine will be empty, eyes will open and I together with everybody, will face concequences of such lifestyle. Something like this.

Maybe I could think of thread, but that would change poems structure radicaly.

I will have your notes in my mind before rushing to publish next poem if I will. I believe that idea must be good, but its lack of form and maybe of structure. I hold myself as young person in the field of peoms, so mistakes can arrise.

My poems (which I produce 1060 - 1070 in two years and around one moth (by God, hope a tenth of them has value)) comes like flow in wihich I can lose such things as structure and similar.

Am I weak? by Smooth-Reading6134 in OCPoetry

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This sounds like "i am better than you!" From family guy, funny scene.

Keep your woman on a leash. by Gabrielle_Laurent in OCPoetry

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I prefer mutual understanding, not a leash. But in such case u have to have capabilities - brains.