Kassem Oude

Gold Star - 27,202 Points (1955 / Lebanon)

Picture And Sound - Poem by Kassem Oude

It's the period of pictures and sounds
They keep every whisper and motion
E-recorders in all nooks abound
Saving actions details and emotions

Too small too far and too fast items
In cosmos watched by the moments
Beyond blurs in bodies in cell stems
Live or postponed, what the talents

Life is full of forged and fairy tales
No one agrees yet without proves
They are right they can't all inhale
Heads hard to accept alike moves

World traces and whispers are archived
Future children could see whole truths
Then would be no brains to be deceived
Acts cleanly sans hurdles mind of youths

If in deep past some had stolen tapes
Would we see works during miracles
If we provide dead wee cyber capes
They'll tell us what in tombs they ogle.

Kassem Oude

On September 9,2015

Topic(s) of this poem: happiness


Comments about Picture And Sound by Kassem Oude

  • (9/9/2015 10:42:00 AM)


    It seems almost everything we say and do now is being recorded and observed by so many people, but we willingly allow this. You make a good point: Life is full of forged happenings and fairy tales. If only this technology had existed about 2,000 years ago, how different our thinking might be today. A good, mind-stirring poem, Kassem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 9, 2015


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