I knew in my heart
The book sat waiting
Yet time slipped through
I wanted to flippthe page
my heart skipped a beat
It called out to me
The book I wanted to read
When will you come my dear
Why don't you read me
is that love or fear
dive into words
Set your mind free
wings glides mind birds
It Lived within me and continued to
The book that I wanted to read
Calls my name when I'm low
It's my one and only need
The book that loved me
The universe of my history
The sky land and sea
The book I wanted to read
Existed in no library
I write the chapters of my days
Diary of my experience
The book I wanted
was the book I owned
It's my life,my rules forever mine
It had no ink but woven by threads of time
Now its your turn
And my title is Karun
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️
Comments (2)
Karun, brilliant poetry!
Such a wonderful poem and I especially loved the ending!