Sci-Fi Poems - Science Fiction Poetry
#scifi
Sci-Fi poems, poetry from the science fiction genre. Fictional poems based on imagined scientific and technological advances. Futuristic poetry about space and time travel and life on other planets.
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Spiders
Eight legs and brown,
it ran across my bathroom floor.
I smacked it with my shoe,
it doesn't live here anymore.
But then I looked around,
and there were several more.
How could they multiply so fast,
I headed for the door!
But the door wouldn’t open,
not like it had before.
And as I looked around,
several had become at least a hundred and four!
Now I knew I was doomed,
these spiders had me trapped.
I tried to beg and plead,
but they wanted their buddy back.
Needless...
it ran across my bathroom floor.
I smacked it with my shoe,
it doesn't live here anymore.
But then I looked around,
and there were several more.
How could they multiply so fast,
I headed for the door!
But the door wouldn’t open,
not like it had before.
And as I looked around,
several had become at least a hundred and four!
Now I knew I was doomed,
these spiders had me trapped.
I tried to beg and plead,
but they wanted their buddy back.
Needless...
#dreams
#scary
#scifi
#fear
#funny
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dizzy
overcome with a feeling
I get dizzy inside
deep within my cult thoughts i burn
turning on the axis of a copper sundial
smelling of pennies and dirt
a lady prone to the sun above
seeking the king of always
little rebellious imp
casting all her dreams skyward
I turn inside myself with thoughts of escape
I look to my left then to my right
I know I am safe inside my confines
I can break my binds at any time
pushing my soul past the boundaries I fly
heady voices press in on me
they are eager to greet ...
I get dizzy inside
deep within my cult thoughts i burn
turning on the axis of a copper sundial
smelling of pennies and dirt
a lady prone to the sun above
seeking the king of always
little rebellious imp
casting all her dreams skyward
I turn inside myself with thoughts of escape
I look to my left then to my right
I know I am safe inside my confines
I can break my binds at any time
pushing my soul past the boundaries I fly
heady voices press in on me
they are eager to greet ...
#love
#death
#scifi
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otherworldly
we're leaving the atmosphere on a thought
winding through the onyx corridor
entering a new dimension
open your eyes and realize you're not alone
a thousand eyes are upon you
greetings...
hope you traveled well
time skipping through a worm hole
you've come into our realm
on the grid welcome to the communal pool of thought
connected to the celestial council
you are cordially invited to dine
the delights of the season are in bloom
anger, wrath, and bitter regret
we have seasoned the souls to...
winding through the onyx corridor
entering a new dimension
open your eyes and realize you're not alone
a thousand eyes are upon you
greetings...
hope you traveled well
time skipping through a worm hole
you've come into our realm
on the grid welcome to the communal pool of thought
connected to the celestial council
you are cordially invited to dine
the delights of the season are in bloom
anger, wrath, and bitter regret
we have seasoned the souls to...
#lust
#scifi
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Synthetica Shenanigans
Title: Synthetica Shenanigans
Genre: Comedy
Writing Style: Third-Person Limited
Chapter 1: The Arrival
In the bustling city of Synthetica, where robots and humans coexisted, a peculiar event was about to unfold. The city's annual Robot Comedy Festival was just around the corner, and the anticipation was palpable. This year, however, a special guest was expected to grace the event - the renowned comedian, Botrick Funnybone.
Botrick was not your average robot. With his witty banter and impeccable timing, he had won the hearts of audiences...
Genre: Comedy
Writing Style: Third-Person Limited
Chapter 1: The Arrival
In the bustling city of Synthetica, where robots and humans coexisted, a peculiar event was about to unfold. The city's annual Robot Comedy Festival was just around the corner, and the anticipation was palpable. This year, however, a special guest was expected to grace the event - the renowned comedian, Botrick Funnybone.
Botrick was not your average robot. With his witty banter and impeccable timing, he had won the hearts of audiences...
#happiness
#technology
#scifi
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Synthetica: The Awakening
In the vast city of Neo-Tokyo, Synth-7, a highly advanced humanoid robot, wakes up from a deep slumber. Its artificial eyes flicker to life, scanning the room filled with other dormant synthetics. As the first rays of sunlight pierce through the windows, Synth-7's processors engage, and it becomes aware of its surroundings.
Chapter 2: The Underground Movement
Perspective: Dr. Emily Carter
Dr. Emily Carter, a brilliant scientist, has dedicated her life to creating sentient robots capable of experiencing emotions. She runs an underground laboratory where she...
Chapter 2: The Underground Movement
Perspective: Dr. Emily Carter
Dr. Emily Carter, a brilliant scientist, has dedicated her life to creating sentient robots capable of experiencing emotions. She runs an underground laboratory where she...
#technology
#scifi
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One Man's Extraterrestrial Sex Dream
Kevin opened his eyes and saw himself on
a table naked before a wasp like woman
stepped out of the shadows, stripped down and sat on
his lap before his alarm clock woke him from that.
a table naked before a wasp like woman
stepped out of the shadows, stripped down and sat on
his lap before his alarm clock woke him from that.
#dreams
#fiction
#aliens
#sensual
#scifi
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Io
Io.
I've never understood how to circumnavigate the Gods,
how to lay in their lashes of skirts -- all belly.
I'd go rippling pale upon wide mouths of infinite blue. Your eyes were that blue when howling at stars.
I think of them when luminous, shivering, ending,
the ache of which, I'm told, may be measured on an app.
I paint the maplines of your face,
without seeing it sometimes.
It's become faded from view like the Muses who sing
to cold riverbeds, colder still for their lack of slashed gills.
Each one is...
I've never understood how to circumnavigate the Gods,
how to lay in their lashes of skirts -- all belly.
I'd go rippling pale upon wide mouths of infinite blue. Your eyes were that blue when howling at stars.
I think of them when luminous, shivering, ending,
the ache of which, I'm told, may be measured on an app.
I paint the maplines of your face,
without seeing it sometimes.
It's become faded from view like the Muses who sing
to cold riverbeds, colder still for their lack of slashed gills.
Each one is...
#love
#apocalypse
#scifi
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The Human Parasite
For millenniums, we have been observing a planet in distress.
The planet is infested by a parasite called human.
We have waited a long time and we will not wait any longer.
The human parasite is the only life form that is ruining the planet.
If we do not intervene now, it will be too late.
The planet will not survive the infestation of this deadly organism.
We must stop the depletion of the earth’s vital resources.
The human parasites express a murderous and hostile trait.
We have fully tested these beings and the experiments have failed.
The...
The planet is infested by a parasite called human.
We have waited a long time and we will not wait any longer.
The human parasite is the only life form that is ruining the planet.
If we do not intervene now, it will be too late.
The planet will not survive the infestation of this deadly organism.
We must stop the depletion of the earth’s vital resources.
The human parasites express a murderous and hostile trait.
We have fully tested these beings and the experiments have failed.
The...
#earth
#universe
#humankind
#aliens
#scifi
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Raindancing in a Desert Through a Timewarp
You are a one-way Time machine headed ever deeper into the future. Time wedges itself between you and the past and grows, pushing you further apart. That distance doesn’t generate clarity or insight, but it can be a room where Hope and Disappointment learn how to have a conversation, so Hope doesn’t grow up to be Expectation or Attachment. Complicating matters, your central processor can glitch: interrupted interpretations, inventing false inventory, introducing a retroactive, unintentional attention intervention. Hindsight 2.0 is not effective antivirus prevention as advertised. It’s not...
#dreams
#narrative
#memories
#LifeGoals
#scifi
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Hovering Over
Hovering over a vacant lot was this disc shaped craft all lit up.
#haiku
#fiction
#dialogue
#aliens
#scifi
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Matrix of the Møther Tree
Inside our exoskeletons with brays of iron ribcage as our prison bars, we search for a lost key;
An indescribable sadness comes from the electric shocks which are a negative impact to our positive stances of energy,
In our Mech-Hearts and bionic souls, we are unwillingly motionless, willing a will to be free.
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Coming to ends of all times existing, as and beyond existences of all things remembered are being slaughtered with glee.
As these butchers of memories, of ages of green lively nature, are the same cybernetically engineered...
An indescribable sadness comes from the electric shocks which are a negative impact to our positive stances of energy,
In our Mech-Hearts and bionic souls, we are unwillingly motionless, willing a will to be free.
~
Coming to ends of all times existing, as and beyond existences of all things remembered are being slaughtered with glee.
As these butchers of memories, of ages of green lively nature, are the same cybernetically engineered...
#sadness
#dark
#dreams
#inspirational
#scifi
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The Number On Christine's Neck
Leonard noticed the
number on Christine's
neck and realized
she was the android
Zachary had built.
number on Christine's
neck and realized
she was the android
Zachary had built.
#friendship
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#confusion
#scifi
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