Tri Budhi Sastrio
When the Essays cries that it is impossible
To love and to be wise in one time, I ignore it;
When the Jacula Prudenteum utters the possible
That love and cough cannot be hid,
I ignore it as well, because I prefer to
The Maxims when it voices that if we judge
Of love by its usual effects, it resembles to
Hatred more than friendship. And in the edge
Is waiting Marlowe who states to his lover
Come live with me, and be my love!
Those are what should be done by admirer
Nothing else except love and only love!
Because there is only one happiness in life
And those are to love and to be loved.
(tbs-kas/sda2005/R15122024)
When the tittle of this sonnet is uploaded to the AIPG (AI Poem Generator), the following result is up to the surface:
In the realm of the heart, where emotions reside,
A love so pure, it doth take its pride.
A feeling so strong, it doth never fade,
A bond so true, it doth never break.
It's the spark that ignites the flame,
A passion that doth never tame.
A love that doth bring us delight,
A feeling so strong, it doth take flight.
It's the melody that doth fill the air,
A harmony that doth show we care.
A love that doth bring us near,
A feeling so true, it doth dispel fear.
It's the light that doth shine so bright,
A beacon that doth guide us through the night.
A love that doth bring us joy,
A feeling so true, it doth employ.
So let us cherish this love so true,
And let it be our guiding light, anew.
For in the realm of the heart, it doth reign,
A love so pure, it doth sustain.
Ok, it is a good poem but because it seems that the app does not recognize that the original form is written in the form of sonnet, so the word sonnet will be inserted, then let's see what happens.
Does AIPG recognize the form of sonnet?
In fields of green, where wildflowers sway,
Love blooms like sunshine on a summer day.
With every beat, my heart doth play,
A melody of joy, a symphony.
The wind whispers sweet, a gentle breeze,
That brings to me, my heart's release.
In love's embrace, I find my peace,
A haven where my soul doth cease.
With every kiss, my love doth grow,
A flame that burns, a fire that glows.
In your arms, I find my home,
A place where I am never alone.