Chao Phraya.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

A silky lady, has the good curves,
Showing all her depth in magical silence,
Collecting the dreams of everyone in the cruise,
Life goes on and on for millions of years.

The facial is done on occasional basis,
Mixed with mud of worries and doubts,
Both side of the world is changed too quick,
Wearing the attires of modern sky scrappers.

The vessels travel with less traffic,
Seeds of pomegranates get out and get in,
The shaved coconuts have the pony tails,
The routine work of the people is not much different.

Chao Praya, you are too elegant, not sex changed,
You are too cool to play with boats and ships,
The man made flicking lights may disturb your sleep,
You are warm and cold to touch my tiny heart.

The temple of the dawn is tattooed on your shoulder,
The temples of glittering Buddha nestle on your hips and thighs,
The way you shake your legs to the tunes in your mind,
Chao Phraya, I am dump founded and a fool not have enough words.

The wooden houses have the slim legs,
Those have dug deep in your enormous breasts,
The wooden boats bring the food and the mercantile,
You are very vibrant with multi colored pretty veils.

I am a child of your loving sister kaveri, not a legendary river,
She is imprisoned and we are unable to see our mother,
Most part of the year, she runs for a while with tired limp,
Chao phraya, You are too beautiful, fertile and well taken care.