Not an easy read
That book I stopped reading,
After chapter thirteen,
Its covers judging me back,
For months its left unseen.
Chapter twelve was like breeze,
But thirteenth fell apart ,
The fourteenth didn't draw me in,
It failed to touch my heart.
Today, I pick that book again,
Only to resume where I left.
But what if it doesn’t meet,
The expectations I’ve kept?
I’m losing hold of it,
The new one looks more hot,
The one I got this week,
I think that’s worth a shot.
I left it on a swift note,
No cliffhangers in sight,
And letting it be as it is,
Just felt like it was right.
I think it’s better incomplete,
I loved it thus so far,
And reading it for sake of ending
Might only leave a scar.
Or maybe,I will come back to it,
If there’s no book left to bloom,
Only then I think it’s justified,
To give this one a resume.........
Copyright © EKANSH Kumar | Year Posted 2024
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