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Gpt Poet

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Unleash your creativity and evoke powerful emotions with our AI-generated poetry prompt. The prompt can generate powerful and well written poems for any use case.
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1 year ago

Prompt Details

Model
Chat - GPT-3.5 (gpt-3.5-turbo)
Token size
210 ($0.00040 / call)
Example input
Theme: love Tone: nostalgic style of a : sonnet Literary techniques : metaphor and imagery Emotion : bittersweet longing Mood : wistful
Example output
As I look back upon those days of old, When love was young and hearts were full of fire, I can't help but feel a sense of bittersweet longing, For the passion that once burned with great desire. The memory of her smile, so warm and bright, Is etched forever in my mind's eye, And though I know that we can't be together, My heart still aches and wonders why. Oh, how we danced beneath the starry sky, Lost in each other's arms and blissful embrace, The world around us fading from our sight, As we surrendered to love's sweet grace. But time is fleeting and love is fragile, And even the brightest flames must fade, Leaving nothing but the ashes of what once was, A memory to cherish and to shade. Yet still I find myself lost in thought, Of the love we shared so long ago, And though it may be just a memory, My heart still feels its sweet, eternal glow. So here's to love, that bittersweet embrace, A memory that will always hold its place, In the depths of our hearts, forevermore, A wistful longing that we can't ignore. For love, like life, is fleeting and sublime, A momentary glimpse of something divine, That we can only hope to find again, In memories, in dreams, in the echoes of our mind.
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