Do You Love Reading Or The Idea Of Reading? Poem by Laraib Khan

Loving the idea is not a flaw,
It's the promise of wonders that you saw.
In dreams of reading, your heart finds peace,
Even if the magic takes its time to release.

But when the pages are there to see,
The magic isn't always as it seems to be.
The thought of getting lost in a tale,
Feels richer than the reality's veil.

Books hold promises, treasures to find,
Of far-off lands and a curious mind.
Yet when you open one, it's not the same,
The magic feels different, the thrill not as tame.

You cherish the thought of adventures grand,
Of getting lost in a far-off land.
Though the journey might not always start,
The love for the idea lives in your heart.

In the space between the dream and the book,
There's a beauty that's worth a look.
The promise of reading is a gift to see,
A wonder that can always be.