Lekhny composition -01-Feb-2022

BOOKS

When I uncluttered my book,

I am lost in a furtive land which I look.

Trees swing in delight and throw fruits at passers-by,

Birds welcome with songs of the lullaby,

Leaves’ shelter everyone with branches spread wide,

Flowers’s smile and spread throughout my path with thrones hide.

I become queen and need no one to support my judgments,

I meet enigmatic people with diverse temperaments.

I giggle and yell with them and pass my statements,

They make me fly in the air with changed sentiments,

Life becomes so informal with books around,

We are away from apprehensions, at least for some time when they surround.

We can envisage the world as square, not round,

Nothing else can in this world hold us so tight as they bound,

No marvel they say that books are the best friends found,

They inaudibly drive away all the worries and heart wounds.

The hut in which I live becomes my fortress with high compound,

My chair becomes my vehicle to take me far and round.

I forget this world and get drowned in its ingenuity profound,

No one can be as unswerving as an invaluable, unsurpassed book around.

Noor Tabassum

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