
I read voraciously, and I try to read
Books dealing with serious subjects, indeed
I want to be well-informed, appear erudite
Therefore many a times boredom I fight
While reading books on subjects that are difficult to comprehend
I power through all kinds of books until I reach the end
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Once in a while a feel-good romance I choose
I do feel guilty, I fear precious time I would lose
In reading a book that “intellectual” merit does not possess
But such books are the most engrossing ones to read, I confess
I laugh and cry with the protagonists, feel their pain
I ride the emotional roller-coaster until their lives get back on track again
Such books leave me with a pleasant aftertaste
As I replay the story in my mind- surely reading the book is not a waste
Of my precious time- the warmth of a love story lingers for a while
Reading a love story is productive if it leaves me with a smile
