Novice Creation
*I'm not a writer, not at all*
Some said yes, but I said no
To blow off steam, I said perhaps
But in this field, I was never perfect
Coz I'll never be caught by a booklover
Who'll suggest my name to any other
No, it doesn't mean I want homage
But it would be lovely to make waves
How lovely it would be when somebody lurks,
For the novice creation by every minute
Despite that, it's still a dream
Beyond all the bricks of the writer's field..
But how delightful it would be when someone wakes
And nurtures herself with the view of lakes
But what if, with a sudden shake
She wakes up to reality and realize it as
All the experiences she once had
She was living in my books place
With those scenes, she is serene
Nostalgic and can be bittersweet
But what can I do with those scenes
Which feel like a broken dream
What if someday she hits the sack
And when she wakes, she sees a stare
A stare of a monster from the grave
And finds herself as a monster's prey
Now her only motive is to run away
Run for the life as far away
Not for the money, not for the fame
But for life she once enjoyed
It lasts until she escapes
Not from the monster, but from my books place
It might hurt her and give her a headache
But it will give her a reality check
The girl who once loved my books place
Will now regret it and ask herself
Why did I like it at first glance?
It was nothing but a terrifying place
This is not a cruelty, but a human's trait
To fear of jump out from a lovely track
We all are of the same kind
When life gives us a beautiful lily, we hold it tight
But when it turns to hold the lily of the valley
We put our hands behind our backs
Coz at that time we see toxicity
And forget about the inner beauty
But can We forget all things for once
And glare it as a beautiful bunch
A bunch of a flower which is toxic
But the beautiful petals can give relief
Coz the toxicity was not it's mistake
But it's might be a flower's trait
This is why I'm not a writer
Coz I failed as a lily holder
I'm not the one who will always be lovely
But sometimes I can give you situation toughly
To escape the situation, you must be calm
And wait for the ending with a lovely charm
*I'm not a writer, not at all*
People said yes, but I said no.
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