Man of gold travels the world by money
Fills his heart with a moment of joy and
To his completion finds then the world as it is
Nested by the chirping birds and busy bees.
I am a little desired girl of traveling the world
Where lived half the life under parent’s scold
‘ I cannot afford you ‘ – the eternal word a day
It’s okay used to be my response to whatever they say.
To keep my desire alive like a smirking sun
I cornered a cozy room of books with many plans
Then I started inhaling words from countless books
Where living became a miracle in every man’s looks.
Becoming a bookworm is the best way in life
Where memories of every journey remain alive
And every class of people can take the part
To see the beauty of the world with inmost heart.
Planting the seed of reading since mother’s arm
Is the root of achieving miracles in life with calm
And simply reading is the password to my life
Where desires of mine glitter without any strife.
©® – Seeta Maya Rai