Books at the end

I've just finished my gcse's and I have all my books. So many people are burning or throwing them and I can't bring myself to do that. (The picture is of all of my books)

Two years gone 

Forged in writing

Page after page

Line after line

All the knowledge

All the facts

Many will just throw

Or burn

Or shred

Although our heads

Hold the information

Sometimes the page

Does it better

Sometimes you need

The torn 

The tattered books

Two years gone 

Forged in writing

Page after page

Line after line

I want see them go

I don’t have room

But I just can't

Let them burn

Let them die

Do I keep them

It’ll take space

Pass them on

And spread  knowledge

Spread the facts

Maybe that’s what 

What I should do

Two years gone

Forged in writing

Page after page

Line after line

These books hold more

Than you could 

Ever truly dream

Not just the facts

Not just the work

But the memories

The ink

The pencil

A drop of acid

A tear from a test

It holds so much more

Two years gone 

Forged in writing

Page after page

Line after line

I'll just keep them

Keep them safe

Hold the knowledge

And the facts

Well

All bar one

REAL can burn

Reviews

[Bhumika Devkota]

Great poem the way it is wrote capture my attention.