Walking Through The Dusty Road Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Walking through the dusty road reminds me
The simple and glorious truth of life,
I begin to swing
With a lovely rhythm,
Sheer innocence and simplicity fills my heart
To the fullest extent,
Everywhere in the atmosphere I feel purity and sanctity
With utmost satisfaction,
Indeed the sacred fragrance of the dust binds me
With a magic spell,
I honestly realise the dusty world as my dearest arena,
Being mingled with its pleasant smell,
I achieve profound knowledge
About a genuine civilization of history,
Which never pretends,
The sun sets,
Still I walk and walk tirelessly.........
Wishing the endless road of pure dust.