In the Library

In the library Beyond the world our meeting place, Where studious read we met in grace, All those days and years of togetherness.. In my college library.... Remember the day when librarian noticed, As we sat beside no words spoken, No books issued, neither in our hands.... The library we were shown the door.... Shared our notes and thence the thoughts, Polished were we glittered the wroughts, Learnings of life that degrees defied..... In the library to our soul...... My second home ever since he left, Lit desire of knowing the logic of my being alive, As I digged deeper knowledge wiped my tears, Those crispy leaves of books in the library..... Familiar shelves still await my touch, As the leaves I unfold and lend my emotions, To be the novels that have read high, For all times to come..... In my college library........ Written August 6th, 2015 For contest "In the library" by Isaiah Zerbst