Each book is
A portal to another
World,where dragons
Take flight and heroes
Fight.lost in tales,we
Drift away,to a realm we
Wish we could stay.
In each page,new tales
Unfold.From ancient lands
To dystopian worlds.
A whisper calls from
Realms afar,opening the minds
Own doors.And when the
final page draws near,
A wish appears so bright
and clear.To turn the
pages fresh and new
And dive once more
into the light.
to read anew
with open eyes and feel
the thrill of each surprise.
Though stories end,
the wish remains,
To start again,
unbound by chains,
To feel the joy, the rush,
the excitement
As if I’m reading for the
very first time.

Rustling leaves,
where flowers bloom,
Some will flourish,
others meet their doom.
In the forest, you stand alone,
As nights cold grip
Tightens on your bones
Even in the pitch black sky
The trees shone with laughter
Pure and bright
Flowers bloom in
Radiant hues
Beneath the mornings
Gentle dews
The earth,full of
Wonder,wide and vast
Is a reminder that beauty
Like nature would
Forever last

Who needs sleep?
Not me.
When silence
Cuts deeper than
Any other knife.
My thoughts
Are pounding
Twisting and turning.
The weight I carry
Unseen ,untold
Grows heavy
In the midnight cold.
The restless fire in me
Too big to hold,
Keeps me awake
Till I shake.
Who needs sleep?
Not me.
Not now .
Tracing the lines
On my thighs
That no one shall
See.
To silence the pain
That I keep deep within .
Even in the dark
I know it's clear,
The path I walk is
Paved with fear.
Who needs sleep ?
"ME!"I scream ,
Gasping as I
Let my mind run
Free...

The results are in
The bar set high
A race with peers
Beneath the sky
Their faces,
Their grades,
Loom over me
Weighing me down
Until I break
Their expectations
Too much to take
I'll find my way
I'll try my best
To outdo the rest
But it's never enough
As I always have
A new exam to face...