We stood tightly in the library
holding tight to our stories,
and some screaming loud from the roof of that
old library building,
which stands tall in the heart of the city
bringing solace to the crestfallen souls of the city.
No single voice is privileged over another
each has its own story
ready to scripted or dog-eared
by the other lonely soul
the lessons of life,
nicely tucked between those pages.
We sure will be wiser
the next time we read
from cover to cover
without getting lost between the pages.
A fleeting touch of these yellow pages
will instill a lifelong wisdom
to my withering soul.
I might be lucky enough to find those missing pieces
which will make me whole.
A broken spine and my tattered life
holds an uncanny resemblance to each other
earmarked with those soulless fingers
never to be visited again.
Oh! why these haunted alleys of this building
cuts me deep every time I visit
why do I leave impressions of my bleeding soul
on every page of every book
I come here to read.
Why every time I come to a missing page,
it seems like a piece of my lost soul?
About the contributor: Megha Sood lives in Jersey City, New Jersey. She is a contributing author/editor at GoDogGO Cafe, Candles Online, Free Verse Revolution, Whisper and the Roar, Poets Corner and contributing editor at Ariel Chart. Her works have been featured in 521 Magazine #Sideshow, Oddball, Pangolin review, Fourth and Sycamore,KOAN ( Paragon press), Spill words Press, Indian periodicals, Literary heist, Little Rose Magazine and many more. Her poetry has recently been published in the anthology “We will not be silenced” by Indie Blu(e) Publishing and upcoming in three other anthologies by US, Australian and Canadian Press. She recently won the 1st prize in NAMI NJ Dara Axelrod Mental Health Poetry contest. She blogs at https://meghasworldsite.wordpress.com/.