Life’s Book

One wouldn’t want to hold a book too heavy

With the collected belongings which are useless

Clink-clank of the rusted thoughts and experiences

A book too wound up with the unnecessary covers

Almost enjoying the dark corners of the shelf

The dog-eared pages reveal more unsavory truths

Volatile past is evident from the old-book smell

The book of life with pages turned musty yellow

Book laden with the indecisiveness and frivolity

Now the book is a burden and pages reveal a lot

Redolent with the moments of despair and faults

The book stands as a testimony of life’s events

Too heavy a burden to read through the lines

Between lines, there are crevasses of repentance

Let the book be damned at the darkest corners

And not let the past breathe the fresh air of today©