I Want A Page Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Give me a page,
I want a page
To write about myself,
From dawn to dusk
I move from door to door
Of the great men,
But in vain,
No one gives me the page,
Everyone laughs at me,
I can't believe it at all,
I cry in deep pain
And ask myself,
"Is this the great world? "
Then I begin to lament
I have surely no place in this sphere,
At last I see a lean and pale beggar,
He comes to me
With a smiling face
And gives me an old and ragged page,
I accept it with extreme joy and pleasure
And consider it as the best page of the world,
Then I depict on this page
An immortal poetry about myself,
It begins to shine gloriously in my poetic eyes.