Short Stories and Little Ideas

A Poem: Libraries

The walls whisper,

With hidden stories,

With murmured lies,

With lost giggles from jokes long forgotten,

Tucked away into crevices of books,

There lay the spoken or silent thoughts of every being.

Concealed within the thick paneled walls,

Shelves and shelves of their own stories, their own lives,

Practically breathing an omnipresent listener,

Tremoring with the knowledge of centuries.

Always there to comfort,

Providing an escapade,

Portals different worlds and the lives of others long past,

Embracing comfort to anyone who seeks it.

A home to anyone who wishes,

Yellow pages,

Crumbling narratives,

Still never forgetting al soul,

The Library. 

Word Count: 100