The Goal Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
The Goal
Is it day?
Is it night?
Very difficult to decide,
The great traveller does not like
To think about it,
He walks and walks,
As his only purpose is
To glorify his journey,
Finally when he achieves success
To reach his goal with flying colours,
He finds the bright sun shining everywhere,
The eminent traveller realises the great meaning of it,
He becomes a blithe spirit.
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