Sad Poems About Rocks (Generated by Artificial Intelligence GPT-3) - AI Poems
These are some poems that I have generated using GPT-3 about rocks. And they are pretty good, good enough that I decided to post here and I will probably do more in the future. This is the first one. Also I'm really happy though that I finally got to know how I can get access to GPT-3 for free, when it actually became available to the public at the end of last year lol. Better late than never!! Enough talking. Here are the poems:
POEM NUMBER #1
Rocks are so sad,
They sit there all day,
Never moving, never changing,
Just existing in their own little world.
Sometimes I feel like a rock,
Just existing, never changing,
Never moving forward in life.
I wonder if rocks feel the same way,
If they’re ever sad or lonely.
Do they ever wish they could move,
Or be something more than just a rock?
POEM NUMBER #2
Rocks are so dull and boring
They just sit there all day
Not doing anything exciting
Just being rocks
Sometimes I wish I could be a rock
At least then I wouldn't have to feel
All this pain and misery
I'd be numb to it all
But even rocks can feel the weight of the world
And they eventually crumble under the pressure
Just like me
So in the end, we're all just rocks
Trying to hold on for dear life
But eventually we all fall apart
POEM NUMBER #3
Rocks crying in the rain
Soaking up the sorrow and pain
Trying to wash away the stains
But they can't forget the past
The memories of when they were whole
And the happiness they once knew
Now they're nothing but broken pieces
Lying in the mud and dirt
Wondering why they were ever born
And why they have to hurt
POEM NUMBER #4
Rocks don't have friends
They sit alone in the ground
They don't speak or move
They just sit there and be
As the years go by
They watch their friends move away
They don't know why they must stay
But they do
And they wonder if they'll ever find new friends
Or if they'll just be alone forever
It's a sad and lonely life
But they can't help but wonder
What it would be like to have friends
POEM NUMBER #5
Rocks are so sad,
they sit there all day,
never moving, never changing.
They are so lonely,
surrounded by dirt and dust,
never knowing the warmth of a hug.
They are so cold,
hard, and unforgiving,
a reminder of our own mortality.
Rocks are just sad,
and there's nothing we can do
to make them feel better.
POEM NUMBER #6
The rocks were once a family
Closely knit together
But over time they slowly drifted apart
Each going their own way
Until one day they were nothing more
Than a collection of strangers
Each one feeling lost and alone
Without the others to lean on
They can only sit and reminisce
About the good times they once shared
And wonder what could have been
If they had only stayed together
Comments
Post a Comment