|Best Poems About / On RIVER
In the full moonlight of a summer day
I sat in the embankment of the riverside
Having some tensions of worldly life
And to ease the mind from such problems
I sat their for a long time seeing the nature
The river was flowing with glittering
The moonlight that gave it wonderful beauty
The fishes were jumping with happiness
Its whitish color glittered for a while
The air was having a light breeze wind
No one can escape from the sleep
It was such a wonderful experience
The beauty of the river felt marvelous
In the distance I saw some movements and sounds
May be from the country boats in fishing
Elders told us in our childhood
Not to go near the river in midnight
May be there coming celestial beings
For their entertainment in the river
Be those are fairies or demons
Will disturb the humans in such nights
There jumping sounds will here in distance
Which was actually the fish the jumping ones.
Moonlight is so much beautiful
when it really enjoys near a river
Stars are also very interesting
Just like the pearls and ornaments in light
River is also beautiful in moonlight
Some minutes of sitting near will ease the mind
The world and its river systems are nice
The sites of river is most beautiful.
Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
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A River's Rush
It is the river as mother to the sea
Entraps us into this womblike feeling of ease;
It is the river draws us to this discovery
Of need, our quiet helplessness.
We are the river ran its course
Into an engulfment of restless sea.
How far have we gone from our rivered Nara?
Or how long have we gone astray?
Does the river current come full circle
From the breaking waves of sea?
Do we meet each other, dreamlike,
In the endless stream of the worlds Lachines?
When do we come back as rivulets
In some hidden rock spring?
The river runs full circle, and we discover
We have not even halfway met.
When will my currents break into your rocks,
You distant sea, you entrapment of need
And engulfment of ease?
When will the sea create the river?
When will the river create the sea?
Where they meet in the trickle of a little garden,
Who laves the riverstones?
Who laps the greening shores?
The rivers rush is also our question.
albert b. casuga
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Wanganui River Song
River runs through Wanganui valley,
wild country gorge and galley,
and when we eventually die,
shall our awaken spirits fly.
Become part of this flight,
heaving valley river and light,
where wild flowers grow free,
might you still know me.
There's joy within this place.
In mystic river bed haunting face,
where the risen spirits fly high,
under Wanganui green valley sky.
Did our past ancestors know.
How our golden dreams glow,
where love spell flows along,
within the woven river valley song.
This simple poem I make mine.
River rhythm water mystic rhyme,
where song sung upon birds wing,
allows the rising spirit to sing.
Oh this ancient Wanganui river land.
Link between soul man and hand.
Shall awaken the sleeping dream,
with her creative shape scheme.
River gorge Wanganui country scene.
Shakes alive our past life dream,
where magic rising springs flow.
Our river valley is known to glow.
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Million Dreams In River Bhogdoi
Million dreams in the river Bhogdoi
Listen to the river Bhogdoi!
she is singing like in ancient Greek drama- a parodoi?
The descendants by the river the soil and its nature,
The piece of music she plays is of your Life and culture!
She has written the lyric for her own song,
It tells your happiness and pain for long!
Oh River people! Your actions remain concealed and secretive,
experience of Bhogdoi makes you more resourceful, more creative!
The Egyptian civilization grew on the banks of the Nile
River Bhogdoi carries the story of cries and smile!
The story of a freedom fighter or a dancing monk of Majuli,
River knows their story of joy and sorrow equally!
She sings love and tragic bihu songs of Malow Pathar at rise and fall of life,
Farmers bumper rice production since time immemorial, sometimes river's strife!
she is a witness to Burmese invasion and the Moamoria rebellion,
She flows strong despite the severe infighting of millions!
She speaks suzerainty of her people in the valley,
Happiness and worries, unification and separation valiantly!
She was offered religious meal to change her name,
The shame and hesitations of first attractions are spontaneously inter-woven!
Her haunting beauty is the inspiration of Aainaam, Biyanaam, bihu and Oinitom,
Her water is used equally in birth, death, wedding and ceremonies perform!
Millons of dreams reside in this river Bhogdoi,
she is singing like in ancient Greek drama- a parodoi!
(By Mr.Monoranjan Thakur, Nongrim Hills, Shillong)
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