#wordssaveme
When true talent
Can no longer be seen.
When true talent
Can no longer be recognized.
When your true talent
Is something a robot can match.
That is what it is.
You are the equivalent
Of a devil to any virtuoso,
In their eyes.
I don't see it that way.
I see it as an unbelievable beauty,
That is shocking to the human brain
Of one who is incapable of said beauty.
Can be seen as a joke,
But really is an offensive excuse
For an unbelievable piece.
Because that's what artificial intelligence has done for us;
Ruined the words poets and authors flow out.
Ruined the art that artists of all types made with perfection.
And soon,
There will be none of us left.
I write a poem,
But my tone is too creative.
I write a poem,
But my tone is too formal.
Watching every word I type or write,
Afraid it will be mistaken for
It.
Apr 20
Apr 20, 2026 at 9:27 AM UTC
I write and write about my pain
Is my effort all in vain?
I write and write about my joy
My happiness, please don't destroy
I have these words inside my head
But instead, I put them to bed
I have these words swirling around
Instead of writing, I bury them in the ground
Pain and bliss
I give them a kiss
They help me write
When I want to give up my fight
Writing is my safe space
When I want to end the race
My writing is a skill
One I'll never ****
Some poems come out gracefully
Others come out disgracefully
Words flowing like a river
Or words like a punch to the liver
Rhyming or not
My words won't come from a bot
Poetry is human and real
AI can't feel
Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 1:57 PM UTC