Without Beauty And Truth Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Without Beauty And Truth
In the moonlit night......
The young pilgrim
Knocked the door
Of the enlightened house,
But nobody opened it,
He waited for a while
And then knocked the door again,
Still nothing fruitful happened,
Nobody opened the door,
Being angry and disappointed,
The pilgrim asked,
'Why? '
Thereafter......
He listened a gruff voice from inside,
'The world without beauty and truth.......
I never approve.'
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8/29/2026 12:52:20 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
This is a bravo-worthy poem TFS Anjandev Happy Holidays