Journey of Book A blank page, dead was I, Untouched virgin was I, To be touched I desired, Blossom in varied hues. Desired ones scribbled on me, Splashes of color all over me, In silence I rejoiced, never judged, My lovers pumped life in me. Mature as I was, stood on shelves, For all lovers of the heart and mind, To be consumed for passions varied, In silence I witnessed, never judged. Immortal as I am, stood on archives, For ages, as hard or soft copy, Eternal my sojourn on mind's play. Dr Sudhansu Sekhar Senapati #books #journey #page
