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Ritvik Mar 1
10 years ago, at a summer camp.
I remember it clear, when they took my hand.
The warmth of those red hands, in little young me.
When collided with theirs, made my heart skip a beat.

No denial that history repeated many times since,
Sometimes built my heart, but also breaking into smithereens.

A decade of time, has gone now behind.
Yet history repeated again, again another time.
Summer camp replaced to school.
September, got replaced from June.

The sunlight on their face, when they smiled at me,
We walking together, together and free.
Wished that time would never had an end.
But everyone has to surrend, sure as me, sure as them.
Ritvik Feb 27
Once my curiosity led me somewhere.
I searched upon that "what if" everywhere.
Until I stumbled upon some.
"What if" for a decade, I could see no one.

The AI replied, "if that happened to you,
You won't be your brain,
And won't be your fool." (Slave of emotions)
As the spark of my curiosity increased, I thought it to confront.

After that, my man wrote some difficult words.
Pinning right in my heart.
Made the world a bit fainter to me.
Its poison filled words, hit me like a dart.

The AI wrote, "you'll forget your anger, you'll forget your name.
You'll be hollow as shell, and blank as fame.
The love you strive for, will exist no-more.
That girl will still live, but dead as a crush of yours".

That made me thinking, am I even real?
The question got me nowhere, except one last deal.
"Without emotions, there is no beautiful sea,
And without that pretty gal, there are no eyes to see".
There are no eyes to see.

— The End —