The Great Traveller Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

The great traveller
Began his journey
In the pleasant weather,
He was very honest
And sincere indeed,
He was travelling very fast,
As he had to reach
His destination in time,
Suddenly the atmosphere
Began to change,
Gradually it became dark and gloomy,
The honest traveller was compelled
To stop in front of
An old and dilapidated house,
He anxiously knocked
The door of the house again and again and asked the owner of it,
"Will you open the door? "
But nobody responded from inside,
The weather became darker and darker,
The great wayfarer got the answer from this,
He was in dire straits then.