#25: Though Human In Form...

Though human in form,
And human in fact,
I will not ever descend.
For I am The Laptop,
Real and true,
In spirit, in mind,
And in soul.

I bleed, who doesn't?
I feel pain, who wouldn't?
But I will never ever Love
Again.

#24: Wouldst I still darest to Love?

My heart hath break before,
As it will again,
If ever I break,
My vow.

Wouldst I still darest to try,
To Love again,
Is something that is,
Never in doubt.

For once a wise man hath quoth,
That Love is a form of masochism,
Where one gets hurt,
Again and again,
And yet comes back for more.

So, wouldst I still darest to Love?
Is a question no more.

#23: Here And Now

Though Yeehah1 quoth the truth,
But nay, no once, not once.
For The Laptop is here and now,
And ever will be.

In response to:

There was once a Laptop
Whose heart was broken
By unrequited love
So he discarded his humanness.

But he still bleeds
He still feels the pain
He is still human.

by Yeehah1

#22: Indignation

A Laptop you claim,
Aye! A Laptop you claim,
But don't you see,
The names ain't the same?

'A' is an article,
An indefinite one at that,
But 'the' is a whole new animal,
Unique, solo, one.

So, The_Laptop is no laptop
Of the run of the mill.
T'is the product of evolution,
And there can be
Only one.

In response to

Who would have guessed?
A Laptop that churns out poems.
Who would have thought it possible?
A hard cold machine that spits out streams of warm human words.
How does it do it?
Complex algorithms running through its veins of wires.
What has it achieved?
Mimicking human language to mime the fleeting fickle human emotions.
What does it wish to achieve?
To be human.
To what end?
Till it understands misery, melancholy, saddness and despair.
Why then does it seek pain?
Because only through its reflection, can happiness be truly seen.

by BK Bugger

#21: The_Laptop Was...

The_Laptop was once a human,
Till his heart got broken.
His love left him,
But his broken heart,
Still remains.

As such, The_Laptop as we now know,
Was born, and matured,
Into an intellectual being,
Devoid of Love,
But not of Heart.

#20: Time Is Up

Now the time is up,
It is The Moment Of Truth.
For I will undergoe,
The Trial of My Life.

#19: The Infamous Loner

People point, they shout, they jeer,
At me, the infamous loner.
Who loves computers so obsessively thus,
Much more than accorded to other people.

I am not insane, I am not mad,
Only loveless, to what I have had.
Love is divine, true and good,
But to me, it is worthless, not like food.

People around fall in love,
They weep,
They wallow,
They hug,
They Love.

But me? What about me?
I am but a Nobody.
Who cares about a Nobody?
Who cares about about a freak?
A geek?
A monstrous monstrosity?

Who will ever love me?

No one will.
So, loveless I am,
Loveless I'll be,
And loveless I'll remain.

#18: I Suck At Poetry

I suck at poetry, I know, don't say,
But it is a pretty way to say,
Things that are too delicate for prose.

#17: Girl Buddy

Another buddy of mine, a girl this time,
Was a die-hard friend, no less.
She and I met at the beginning of time,
When we were still learning how to write.

A buddy no doubt, who came from down under,
Nice girl she was, but no wonder.
Stood up for me when I was down,
Hung on to me when I slipped down,
Cheered me on when I was up,
Lent an ear when I had doubt.

A marvellous friend indeed! No doubt.
But, like all my friends before and after,
When the time comes, they disappear,
Contact lost, feelings grown old,
How to find when the trail is cold?

Has she migrated, is she still here?
Is she the same, or has she changed?
Will she even bother about me again?
Questions I ask, but how can the answers be obtained?

Cool, Joe Cool, no doubt about the code name.
Read the name, feel the name and come back,
To me,
Your friend,
Forever.

#16: Gentlemen Friend

I had a friend, a guy friend,
As kind as a gentleman could be.
He'd offer to buy me lunch,
And even for tea.

We met in school, years ago,
When we were both still unknowns.
A nice guy, no doubt, to all,
The Prince of a man, aye, says all.

We parted when the grade was seven,
I went to the west, he went else.
We lost touch as quickly as we met,
But how when someone too good to forget?

I wonder now, where is he,
Is he still good? Is he still nice?
Will he remember the days all gone?
Or will he forget, like most would have done?

My friend, good friend, true friend,
If you see this, hope you'll understand,
That you are still a friend of mine,
No matter how far, no matter what the time.

#15: A Crush

When I was yong, I had a crush,
On this girl, I knew, who made my blood rush.
So slim, so petite, so awfully nice,
But pity pity, she left in a trice.

Four years on, I went to the West,
To change my scene, no doubt, to rest.
Away from the sorrows, away from the heartache,
Away from it all, yeah away from the sadness.

And then as Fate would have it,
I met her again, back in the East.
Sample place, same table, same crush,
But now, I knew, the time was past.

For she had another, a thousand times better,
How can one win when one is like a pauper?
And so, with a leaden heart,
I decided to love I will part.

No more heartaches, no more sorrow, no more sadness.
Life goes on, no love whatsoever.
Loveless I am, heartless I am not,
I know that in my heart will always remain,
The slim, petite, nice girl of my younger days.

#14: I Walked The Road, Alone

I walked the road, alone.
The world left me all alone.
Friends come, friends go,
Who will ever say no?

Life is but a passing cloud,
No silver tint in the fog of doubt.
It passes as quick as the wind,
Before you wonder where you have been.

My friends they all lead varied lives,
Too far apart, where reality lies.
I trudge alone, in this desert stretch,
Wondering where the road leads next.

They said that no man is an island,
But why am I left in the forbidden state,
Where no ne truly is?
Am I to be blamed,
Or is there something else to it?

Oh my friends, friends I have met,
Have smiled,
Have laughed,
Have cried together.
Let us come together again,
And relive it all,
Forever.

#13: Moonlight Shine

I was alone, in the night, under the moonlight shine,
The glow, so bright, so cool, so sublime.
My heart pounded hard against the clock,
To which I felt writer's block.

Then, there! Can't you see?
There it is! Waving at me!
Not a spirit, not a hound,
But my friend, from lands beyond.

She left on a jetplane, years ago,
To the US, to the land of gold.
Left behind her friends here,
She left, I thought, without a tear.

How much I hope that we meet again,
Like true friends, across the land.
But I know that it is all a dream,
For whil will come back on a whim?

So, moonlight shine, moonlight shine,
The glow, so bright, cool and sublime.
Give my friend my heartiest blessings,
And hope that she will come back again.

#12: ODD

O-h really,
D-andy eh?
D-arn good I'd say!

In response to:

P-oetry, thy poetry
O-dd poems i see.
E-very one's weird
M-akes the people scream...

by bluediol

#11: Cowabunga

Try this then: Cowabunga!
Try that too: Michalunga!
Cowabunga! Michalunga!
Hwahahahahaha!

#10: Dunno

Dunno leh,
Dunno lah,
Wachama wachama
Wacha-ma!

#9: Know Thyself

Know thyself,
That's what they all say,
But how much can You know,
If you don't know the way?