Musings of the Mind

Anjali, a teenager, explores the beauty of thoughts in this poem, exclusively for Different Truths.

There is a lot of beauty in the actions of a person who reads.
The rising and falling of eyebrows like waves they seem.

Something spectacular spread out on the pages.
The sudden gasp, of realisation and excitement past ages

The fixed eyes, carefully scanning each line read,
what’s in between them left unsaid

Scribbling notes on the edges
small corners in hurried underlined words
a blunt pencil tip gliding across the dog eared pages.

The marvel and amazement that a reader finds
in another person who has read the same book and big cheery eyes

Lighting up when discussing a text
how much it means
they seem more than just the words simply printed it seems

It is a delight to see sniffing pages in secrecy of books new and old.
Stealing glances sitting across a library room

The muffled giggles about a stanza or paragraph
and the complete void, when rest remains to be scene

The tapping of feet in the heat of the moment
the sighs of what could have been…

There is more to it than what the eyes see,
just the surface of what goes through the mind of someone who reads.

Sanity lies in those pages and the passion radiates,
when resonance with a character emanates

They have been to places way and beyond
time and distance measured
lived more lives than what one can fathom. 

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