Bittersweet Life
Oh! When I read a book, I feel a hole in my soul,
The longing for a thrill, a tale full of woe,
A countryside affair, or a tragical romance,
stories of armored knights, happenings in a magical land,
Every day can be an adventure, every difficulty a lesson,
We are delinquents, Slave to our thoughts,
When will we break free the mental prison,
And rise to see the paradise around us,
My experiences make me, my imagination defines me,
When my kingdom crumbles and laurels turn to dust,
Only thing I will remember, only one thing will matter,
The day I kept the book down and started living it
-Pihu
Still, Silent, and Serene 