The Bookmark

The chapters he left, The dimensions that went unexplored,  The book could still feel his last touch, His attention, the book demands, His unfathomable love towards the books, His collection of "Love stories", "Fiction work" and everything still mapped his bookshelf, He was somewhere lost, Lost in his own world, His wife now auctioning his books, ... Continue Reading →

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