A World I Admire

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A World I Admire

For a moment, I became a child again. No. I’m not being dramatic.

I remembered stood in the queue, waiting to buy a copy of the book.

When I got it in my hand, I jumped with excitement.

I felt the heart beat faster as I opened the package. I admire the cover for 9 and ΒΎ minutes.

I opened the book, and smelled the fragrance of its pages. It felt familiar.

Oh, how this world will always remain a part of my life.

To get the book on the day it released, that happiness doesn’t really have words.

Now to go back to a world, nineteen years later, though in truth, I had never left.

(Β© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason, 31st July 2016)


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

8 thoughts on “A World I Admire”

  1. There is a joy in reading your poems. And you’re spreading magic thru them.. πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

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