In leisure ,
the soul romanticises with its treatise.
It eyes doesn't rest
until it sips the last undrunk potion of its leaf.
Phrase by phrase,
the eyes roll over the crispy sheets ,
it unravels the mystery of the verses
scribbled within its every bit .
The intense words ,
creates heatwaves in it's lovers peace
as it explores it's last piece
it downpours comfort in it's every bit .
With a zeal
the lover turn over its pages ,
the phrases kiss its mind
and carries him to mystical world of phrases .
Verse by verse,
a lover reads the last scroll,
and the eyes roll down to bed to sleep.
It prepares itself once again
to sip in an undruk potion with zeal.
A book lover feels at ease ,
as he sips a new world of words before he sleeps.
Deepti knanna-
