Some Hundred Pages

​Some hundred pages 

Are all we are gifted with 

To pen down the story we want to live. 

Some hundred pages 

And so much more to think

Scratch a word and wasted is a part of it. 

Some hundred pages

And not a word can be erased. 

Blots cannot be concealed,

And the plot cannot be changed. 

Only one can start over 

With the rest of the pages to fill

To resurface the beauty of life 

And pen down better things. 

There aren’t any rules bounded

To what should be written and doodled on it, 

Only that if you waste pages, 

You don’t get any new ones to replace the originals with. 

Some hundred pages

And our lives depend on it 

Because the story we write 

Is the story we read (live).