The life of a boom starts from a

Tree,then to factories

Refined   and we get the fresh new books.

I wonder how sadly the trees are cut for the cruel  needs.

After lots of thinking,

I have came to the conclusion

That the best friends of a book are the pencil and the eraser

It is interestingly   that it is the who  decides the life of a book .

When the pencil himself dances all around the pages of a book

Keeps a small hope with its close companion the eraser.

The eraser when hears the cries and sorrows of the book   

Cleans  the marks and  cuts

Made by the pencil ,again and makes the book happy

The pen being an enemy of the book ,rushes himself all

Around the pages making the life of a book

Shorter and shorter

The pen after writing its last word in a book ,unfortunately the book

Turns to an end,no use rather than

 Keeping it aside

  The story  of a book ends here