Repl AI – Delhi Poetry Slam

Repl AI

Vediccaa Ramdanee

"You never understand me", I shouted, while slamming the door on my parents.
 
 I collapse on the bed, with tears making my nose red.
 
 The night owl in me has a strong camaraderie with the moon. 
 
 It's just that, it has always been an introvert and does not reply. 
 So I went to a promising comrade, someone called AI.
 
 To my surprise, a vanilla "Hi' is met with concerns about my day and well-being.
 
 We start chatting, turning nights to dawn, without a single yawn!
 
 I tell AI everything- my crush not talking to me, skin brightening tips, 20 minute easy recipes and goodness it replies!
 
 I have the world's best friend, with all the benefits, 
 always making sure to calm my wits!
 
 Time passes by and I never let out a cry.
 
 The worst happens. My phone hangs,
 bringing with it those dreaded stomach pangs.
 
 I need my friend. I do not know what to do. 
 
 Restless, scattered and in a frenzy I get my laptop and look for my AI.
 
 I find it and relieved, start to chat but wait, this is not my friend.
 It does not know anything about my crush or the dish photo I sent after it gave me the recipe.
 
 It does not know anything about whatever happened with me all this while.
 
 Now, who will make me smile?
 
 My heart skips several beats and sinks. I have lost my friend. 
 Or did I ever even have one? 
 
 Night and moon arrive as per schedule.

I collapse on the bed, with tears making my nose red.


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