Dusty Page Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Dusty Page



The dusty page of my book!
I always neglected and kept it aside,
I never opened it in my bright days.
But that day a strange thing happened,
I was in dire straits,
As I needed to know the answer of the most important question in my life,
I searched all the sparkling and dazzling pages of my book but found it nowhere,
Then I turned the dusty page carelessly and reluctantly,
Surprisingly I found the answer of my most important question there, in one corner of the page,
I removed the dust soon and found the answer there very prominent,
Then I jumped in an ecstasy and adored the great page.

Friday, February 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dust
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