Escapism

Have you ever seen a page
running away from the book
beyond libraries
and bookshops
and Kindles?

It happened when I tried to confine myself
to a page, a single page
of a dictionary
that houses language.

I faced the storms outside
thunder running through my blood
hunger emaciating my bloated ego
myriad expressions seeping through my skin
soaking me with literature
beyond my limited intel

I am only a raindrop
a particle, a dot
that equates itself with a storm
unsure of where to place myself
in the book I hold with awe

I run away
from my smallness
my inadequacy
proclaim rebellion
in search of relevance.


Reena’s Xploration Challenge #396

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