She always knew she wanted to reach the sky
She looked up at the sky, ready to fly
Whenever she held a book in her hand
Her heart beats like looking at her crush again
Oh! The smell of pages, the authenticity of words
She brings the book close to her face, taking up all the smell, feeling her heart beat faster again
Those stories that make her face broke into a genuine smile
She always wondered how these authors can write to this mile?
Her eyes take up all the wonders of words,
Thinking will ever she able to write something like that?
She reads and reads and keeps reading
Its like those books are helping her in healing
After days spent on thinking and trying
She takes a deep breath and starts writing
She tried, she failed, she tried, she failed
She keeps doing that
One day she achieved what she dreamed of
There is a tag before her name which she desired of
Her eyes are teary with pride in her eyes-Disha Dave
She can call herself ” AN AUTHOR” which she desires.
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