Saturday, 1 August 2020

Simran Nagpal, Poetry 2020 Longlist

In the World of Books



The world of books is where I belong

Words weave a patchwork where I get lost

The pages seem to sing me a song

Takes me away from this world of frost


Insatiable desires burn here

Engulfing tortured disconsolate soul

I live my uninhabited dreams there

That whimsical world where I wish to stroll


Both filled with lies, love, adventure, greed

Then why do I seem to fly there unbridled

And lie here with my wings that bleed

With no strength to be rekindled

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