I Know Why The River Flows Poem by Litan Dey

The river flows for longed
and still now,
The waves on the back of wind
runs downstream,
up till the winds end.
The music of wind
merge into ripples,
dance with waves
and play along the wavelength.

It dips its mourning
at the bed and
Tries to prevents by
sand boiling
Perhaps it gives the company
to wind,
water,
and way.

I know why it flows...
The gravity forced her
or it can't bear herself.
May be it floats to find
the place where there is no woe

I know her nature
She is very soft,
elastic
and sometimes too hard.
I saw her from childhood
to till date.

I know why she flows...
she don't want heaven,
rest on her busy life
It runs to feed thirsty sea.