The waterfall so gorgeous
the mountains so gregarious
the ocean so ravenous
those around so garrulous
goes the world in a resource
not any way to find the source
an enigma it turns out
The linking of rivers
has been on the air
that should happen on the soil
finds its place on the clouds
long it has been the topic
discussed and designed
all issues dealt mentally
never saw its light physically
if only the linking takes place
the Indian sub-continent
would be the great benefactor
punctuated by floods and paucity
the surplus would be diverted
to the driest place
saving the drought hit
and the inundated area
all at the same time .
Pockets of potholes seen on the road
Pockets of dirt found in the corners.
Pockets of land looking not flat.
Pockets that are visible
Pockets that lay camouflaged
Pockets big stitched in dresses .
Pockets small adorning the kids wear
So being pockets all in the fray
there arises a bump on the way
an accumulation in the sway
Many strange things keep us occupied
One such is Nature.
with its embodiments in full form
Nature gives us a propitious sway
with an imponderable way
taking us over the mountains high
through the valleys lovely in the middle’
along the plains flat and wide
down into the oceans deep and sullen.
From the mountains spring the rivers
which flow through the hills
going through the valleys to the plains
and from there falls into the ocean
after having been sucked greatly
by the people around for their sustenance
In a swing the rivers enrich the lands
through which they pass rendering them verdant
making the entire environment green.
The thoughts keep flowing on
as the waters in the river
at times stagnating
at tines flooding
at times drying up
at times flowing smoothly.
While the river ends up in the ocean
the thoughts find no end
but gets caught in corners
allowing a confinement
and a constraint.
The mind then goes
off the beat and misses the rhythm
inhaling polluted air
and exhaling a contamination
causing a suffocation
leading to a breathlessness
and a cremation by
burying the thoughts
and setting them to fire.
The rivers flow with a melody
consisting of soft tunes.
The ocean roars noisy
contributing to the sonorous notes.
The ponds whimper slowly
conducting a mild flutter in modest sequence.
The brooks murmur minutely
condescending to a light twitter in moderate rhymes
The water bodies present an orchestra
intensely organising rhythmic notations.
The muse in nature presents a concert
releasing a rapturous ensemble in lively quotations.