Blank Pages

`Blank pages
Rain soaking paper from all edges
Be it pen or pencil
No man dared to write for ages

Blank pages
Left unwritten
Left unwanted
Left to dry and wrinkle from all edges

Old and crumbled, they flew away
The wind dispersing them one by one
Now they are found every day
Found and untouched by everyone

Blank pages
Her hand fell upon one
She did the undone
Writing between blank spaces