Elegant shadows swept across the room
Voices whispered in the dark
Shelves that leaned to doom
And eyes that shone with life.
Pulses the throbbed in the pages
Words that was too baffled to be read
Eyes that searched for truth
And that negated the signs of defeat.
Cries that shot through the aisle
Sparked the inner mind
Eyes that now saw the truth
Fought till, it was the last one standing.
This post is a response to a prompt @3WW