A strange battle
“Open any book and you’ll find characters Popping out carrying their own set of words And sometimes you’ll wonder if it is words Alive because they are with some character Or is it the other way round?” I had said once. Words, some say, fill us with joy Or even sorrow at times With words...
The real fiction of mind-sets
Characters live in minds, they say And tethering us, they then spray The outside world with their own thoughts To have us all in unreal knots! They jump from inside books to be One with us, then we cease to see The truth as truth to us would be We see what they want us...