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Yes! It’s me
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General sɯǝod I had a book kept at the bottom left corner of the shelf
I didn’t look for it for long
Though it had fame, it had a name all over
My uncle ransacked it stores to stores
It was a limited edition one-
‘Sold out’! Sorry was announced from all the desk
He waited for the next version to be printed…
Finally, the book came
The brand new smell was in it, new picture
He sent the book through postal service
With lots of love… it was an expensive one
Still, the price tag is there, faded a bit over the years
Not because of my finger touch, it’s time
Made it blurry, kept it waiting for me over the years
Many years went by
Earth’s changed all over
I became mid-aged from the edge of adolescent
I didn’t touch the book…
I didn’t give it a look…
It’s there… smiles at me whenever I reach the shelf
I read so many books from here and there
I make myself to move whenever and wherever
Is it me, the same one?
Who changed me? None!
This is one phase of life…
Sometimes I count, who remembers me
I become awfully sad when I don’t see thee
My expectations shatter
Like the quickly thrown glass over the floor
Broken and never be the same
Like me, never be so tame
Isn’t this the life in camouflage?
Or just a mere book kept in the shelf
Unread, untouched… left it to perish
I asked myself, didn’t get the reply.
One holy night, I remembered the book
I took it, looked into it
In every line, it expressed to me, what I was looking for
It showed me a way to life and the open door.
I exalted the book.
It lifted me up
The dust was not there anymore
And I found myself sitting on the shore.
