The Last Line Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Since early morning
I have been trying to write
The last line of my great poetry,
But I can't succeed,
I miserably fail again and again
To write the suitable last line,
It seems unbelievable to me,
Finally the sun sets,
Dark evening appears,
Gradually the atmosphere becomes darker and darker,
Still there is no ray of hope,
Suddenly I hear an owl's agonizing cry,
I understand the harsh meaning of it,
So I give up,
Then I close my eyes in extreme pain and agony,
Tears come in my grievous eyes spontaneously
And then it happens,
Brilliant last line sparks in my inward eye,
I jump in an ecstasy
And write it immediately,
This way my great poesy becomes absolutely true and perfect.