One of my biggest crushes are books,
cause they do not mean me by their looks.
The imaginative creation they carry around,
Can capture me like a police surround.
I am deeply lost in the paths of lines and in the tunnels of paragraphs.
Really well written books comment on my behalf.
While thoughts go deeper and deeper in my inner heart.
I travel to places without a start.
This place was with a feeling of mixed tension along with fraught.
Suddenly I picked up a wand and fought,
I screamed yelled in striking pain.
The next moment I was some where again..
The place was very different dead bodies, weapons, blood which was layed scattered.
I was riding a horse along with a sword feeling much more braver,
I snapped, cut and killed an assassin with much pain.
The next moment I was some where again.
This place was a ballroom filled with delicious stuff to see.
Far away came an handsome young man staring me,
Closer he came nervousness danced inside me then suddenly I heard a noise...
Stupid why aren't you awake it is time to your school!
Then i realised that it was just a dream and i was a fool.
I dedicate this poem to all book lovers who are lost like me hope you like it ✌️.
© Apurva