Note: This imaginary story cum poem
Delicate yet not fragile
Beautiful and elegant together
Wise and just
Pure and transparent
Believer and ambitious
Lively yet not a mess
True and kind
Love filled in each crystal
That’s a short story of a glass doll
There are plethora of glass dolls in me
Truely transparent
Shining
And Glitering
After all I am just a glass doll
I am a glass doll, one inside another. Let AI make this with the following prompt: “Draw colourful image of one female glass doll inside another female glass doll inside few more glass dolls”
It reminded me of someone who gave me the wooden version of the same thing when I was young. I searched for it so much since we moved out of Delhi. But I couldn’t find it. I was wondering if it comes in a glass frame. Does it?
Now, if I am glass doll my man would be a glass doll too. So I gave AI the following prompt to make the male partner of mine “Draw colorful image of one male glass doll inside another male glass doll inside few more glass dolls”
You, my love, are like a glass doll too, nested inside another.
You also break into parts when someone hits you mildly.
I once asked you for a penny, and you broke apart and felt hurt.
Here,
Thanking your reading.
Stay blessed.
PhotoCredits: AI