They have always stayed

In my school years, I was quite shy. I was often bullied due to my reservation. But the library was my sanctum and its books were my escape.

She was a descendant of the books,

a library could be her sanctuary.

To seek solace within fine pages,

exchanging the world for solitude.

Weaving firm words in her mind,

Readily pushing her soul forth. 

The tales of fairies, heroes, and adventure,

welcome her with such zealous fervor.

So much excitement is sought, when they call,

She has no doubt in their promises.

  

Those inked pages have always stayed,

and they will reside, within her sanctuary.

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

That was nice and lovely..oh how yes the world of words and dreams hidden in them books is a great Escape from this world to others dreamy world
Lived through the ages,and what hidden beauty and secrets hidden in those words..
Lovely write