The Worst Book Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
The Worst Book
I thought
I had read
Only the best book
Of the world,
So I was extremely glad,
I began to soar high
In the blue and azure sky,
But it didn't last long,
Suddenly the sky became dark and cloudy,
Gradually it destroyed the beauty and loveliness of the blue firmament,
Then I was compelled to read the worst book of the world.
May the sunshine return, bringing with it an entirely new and unexpectedly beautiful book that becomes completely yours. Keep reading… the story is not finished.
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4/29/2024 3:40:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
U have read best and worst books.