How lovely it is to hold that leather bound book,
How wonderful it feels to turn those bright crispy pages.
You want to stroke its spine and admire it throughout,
You want to keep it on your lap and read the night out.
You feel so captivated u turn page after page,
Until u come back to you senses,
And close the book for the day.
- Harshika Ram
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I feel like that reading my Bible at times.