Reader's Mind

By Nikita Motwani

The synopsis which I read looked good

When I opened my book,

Fog on my glasses from the steaming hot tea

Which obviated me to see,

There, the beauty of words flashes by

Forcing my sadness there, to die,

The love language which left marks in my heart

How different it felt in every part,

The friend who loves to lend

Seeing, how beautiful a book she can recommend,

Planting or playing? Animal or fiction?

Here's reading, which is my addiction,

Browsing all day and another string to bow

Hoping to be the reader, every day and tomorrow.

By Nikita Motwani