Sunday, March 15, 2009

When Reading My Books...

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Behind my books I hide in another world,

I hang onto every word, wait for words to be spoken.
I block out all that is around me,

And put on headphones so they know to let me be.

Soon sense of time leaves my mind.

Everyone's so ignorant, so blind,

Rushing back and forth, here and there,

But they are all trapped, going no where.

They are all so wrong, I don't know where to begin,

Trying to be like one another, to fit in.

Here I am no one, a spec of dust,

So I only stay, unnoticed, if I must.

In my books, far away

If I could, I would spend all day.
Mahfooz Ali
Topic(s) of this poem: books
Anjali Sinha 23 March 2009
now what should i say well ill say a great lover of books lol -10 anjali
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anurag duggal 15 March 2009
haha thats like saying in a million words that I am a bookworm cheers :))
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