'River' Poem by Urmila Reghunath

I start from the house of snow and ice,
As I leak out from a cobble.
I twist and turn and loop out thrice,
As I rush down with a treble.

I tumble; over rocks I pounce,
And gossip with the pebbles.
I gurgle through the hilly towns,
And chit-chat with the bubbles.

And down I go through fields too wide,
Slipping, tripping on my way.
For by and by I’ll be a tide,
I’ll reach the sea one day…


But now I see the humans thrive,
With not a thought or caution.
For dirty are their dull grey hives,
And wrong are all their notions..

Oh! Waste and waste and more of waste,
I’m clogged.I’m suffocating!
Those fools are destroying all with such haste
But doesn’t know they are dying! ..

“Water water everywhere,
But not a dropp to drink! ”
They say it almost everyday,
But never stop to think!