I’ve found faith in reading,
And tasted exotic freedom in its truest meaning.
With each prose or poetry
Built upon the juxtaposition of words and emotions
I have found a rational explanation
Behind people resorting to writing.
Reading perfected me to have reasonable symphonies
Playing in the loop in my quotidian life,
It conditioned me into believing in idyllic fantasies
Which usurped my dreams and consciousness alike.
Reading brings me inexplicable joy
In the meadows of crafted stories
And humdrum of life-like characters,
I saw a beautiful world
Which I have long been weaving.
To the surprise of my senses
And contentment of my creative juices,
I have got reading as a gift
Which uplifts my intellect
Refines my emotional quotient
Compels me to write more
And believe in the surrealism of dreams.
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