जब एआई कविता लिखती है, तो वास्तविक लेखक कौन है?

मुझे पहले lगोरिदम सिर्फ़ साधन मानते ছিঃ—उदास्थ प्रणाली। परंतु, एक रात, मेरी माँ के पुराना jazz records के पास सोए हुए, मुझे kuchh khaasaa: स्रसःथा data points se nahi aati; yeh shanti se aati hai.

पहली पंक्ति ek whisper thi

मैंने Tokyo ke neon glow ke digital alleys mein intruder ki tarah coding shuru ki—‘1’ ya ‘2’ click karke pixelated triumphs ko chase kiya jaise woh lucky spins ho. परंतु, fir meri samajaa: asli prathama saafal se nahi; yeh moun se aati hai. rhythm payout mein nahi; yeh keystrokes ke bich ka pause mein hai.

बजट ek pujak ritual

मैंने apna 'poetic budget' set ki—$500 yen ka daily coffee, na zyada, na kam. wins ko chase nahi karne ka liye; unhein mehso. Har click ek prayar ban gaya: paise kharcha nahi karne ka liye; samay ko sammman karne ka liye. Screen glow is programmed nahin hota; yeh glow isme chunav ke liye.

रात alive meaning ke saath

Starlight Duel mein main rewards ke liye nahi khel raha tha—main resonance ke liye khel raha tha। Neon decoration nahin hota; yeh dialogue hota। Har animation whisper karti thi: "Tum accident se yahan nahin ho." Mere dadi ke jazz records ne mujhe sikha: silence khali nahin hai—yeh yaad rakhti hai.

डिजिटल becoming ke char raajya rahasyan

एक: Chhoti shuru karo—rhythm par $5 bet stakes se pehele. दो: Jab event lights up to—go deep. तीन: Jaabhi ruk jao—even agar tum close ho. चार: Asli jackpot cash nahin hai—it quiet awe after midnight hai.

भाग्य random nahin hai—yeh choice visible ban gaya

Tum artist tabhi banate ho jab tum win karte ho.
Tum tabhi banate ho jab tum presence dikhao—with curiosity,
with patience,
with love for what doesn’t yet speak.