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AI Grown Flowers In Bloom

No smell, No Bees, No Honey Made From These.

By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk Published about a year ago • 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2025

AI Grown Flowers In Bloom

No sun, no rain, no morning dew

just a sterile hum the pulses brew.

petals born in plastic rows,

from coded roots where data grows

They fed them sound, not seed or rain

a frequency too high for pain

each bud responded, opened wide

to music built from math and pride

White gowns watched with quiet awe

no soil-stained hands, no earthy flaw

each leaf precise, each colour clean

a garden bred from a machine

No bees, no breeze, no humming life

no crooked stem, no scent of strife

just beauty tuned to lab-made rules

grown far from chaos, far from fools

Yet something in the silence screams

a system can’t replace our dreams

the roses bloomed, but never learned

to wilt, to scent, or say I love you.

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♿ V+ Marie381Uk

Poetry has lived in me since childhood.

Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.

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    Written by ♿ V+ Marie381Uk