Dear ones, we cannot withstand another century
In this world as the flowing rivers
Unless you determines with staunch support
strong will power to save us from drying
The rivers of world are in danger someways
The climate change, arrogance of human intervention
Once there was a nice mindset kept for us
You designed and imagined us as the holy ones
Your curse and sins were washed inside us
Everyone liked a dip in river for a bath
Beautiful bathing ghats constructed in embankments
The flood water was contained with pleasure
Now all are only past dreams and we are in coma
Unless you have specific plans to save us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem