I, Robot

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on has soulless echoes. In lifeless scripted discussions, Like a robot, I’m going through the motions.</p><p id="70a4">A vacant stare in the mirror’s reflection A puppet in a world trapped in a labyrinth Strings yanked by conformity and sliced like a knife Like a robot, I’m going through the motions.</p><p id="b92b">But, amid the solitude, a revolt stirs inside, breaking free from the bonds that bind life, Awakening the spirit, putting a stop to conflict Breaking free of the movements, no longer acting like a robot.</p><p id="7106">— R.S. Colorado</p><p id="f6e3">If my poetry has piqued your interest and you want to read more, click the link below to buy my poetry book. Your support means everything to me, and I hope my work becomes a treasured addition to your literary library. Click the link to experience the enchantmen

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Shadows, Strings, and the Silent Struggle

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Under the bright neon lights of the city’s frigid embrace, Lost in the darkness, following nighttime fantasies, The clockwork heart pulses in monotonous struggle. Like a robot, I’m going through the motions.

Every painted grin, every tight-fitting facade In the lack of light, the cracks are hidden. In the midst of the nothingness, silent cries resonate. Like a robot, I’m going through the motions.

The iron grasp of Routine, a mechanical vice The boring instruction has soulless echoes. In lifeless scripted discussions, Like a robot, I’m going through the motions.

A vacant stare in the mirror’s reflection A puppet in a world trapped in a labyrinth Strings yanked by conformity and sliced like a knife Like a robot, I’m going through the motions.

But, amid the solitude, a revolt stirs inside, breaking free from the bonds that bind life, Awakening the spirit, putting a stop to conflict Breaking free of the movements, no longer acting like a robot.

— R.S. Colorado

If my poetry has piqued your interest and you want to read more, click the link below to buy my poetry book. Your support means everything to me, and I hope my work becomes a treasured addition to your literary library. Click the link to experience the enchantment of lyrical eloquence.