Lying on the bed
I read a book
A gleam of sunlight falls on its words
Through the window on my right
The pendulum swings
Indicating that its time
My mind tells my brain
One more page…
One more page over
The sunlight rises
From the words of the book to my eyes
I slide down my pillow
The plot builds up
The pendulum still swinging
Its battery never dies
My mind tells my brain
One more page…
Moving from page to page
The sunlight occupies the room now
The body is sweating
It is hot, too hot
But I am stuck in between words
Too busy to close the window
Inspired by the pendulum’s swinging
I keep reading
I finish the last page
My breath relaxes for a bit
Another book flaps its cover near the window
My mind tells my brain
One more page…
Beautiful Shreyans. I think all book lovers can relate to this very well 🙂
thank you, Radhika. I also think the same.
I do that a lot. And sometimes I end up reading the whole book in one night. ❤️
Me too. Reading is life.
Oh it is.