He Loves To Live Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

The beggar is blind, completely blind
And walks with the help of a firm and thick stick,
Busy local trains in the route know his name so well
For his sweet and sensational voice.
He moves in the train compartments with ease
And sings melodious songs in perfect bliss,
Sweeter than many famous singers whom we know,
All listen to him spellbound and offer prices lovingly and gleefully.
As many people say,
God leaves nobody fully deserted in this harsh world,
So he is;
The world considers him a blind man,
But his amazingly sweet voice gives him plenty of light,
For which the great beggar lives and loves to live,
He is a blithe spirit.