Treasure Island

Valsa George


The Dirge of a River


My eyes were hooked on to the West
Feasting on the riot of colors the sun had cast
I stood dazed at a sight so blest
That any poet would treasure with zest

By chance I glanced at the river below
It moved like an overloaded carriage slow
With floating weeds and dirty rubbish
Reminding one of an ugly heap of trash

I saw partially submerged bottles bobbing on the surface
Gradually filling with dirty water perforce
And slowly sinking down to rest in peace
With their sunken brethren at the river base

Spill of oil glistened iridescent
On the face of the river florescent
Its water was far from clean
And had turned murky green

On the still surface was a layer of scum
Like rancid butter annoying anyone's calm
Reeking smell of rotten fish and mulch
Entered my nostrils with an obnoxious stench

I closed my eyes and turned my head
And looked away from the river bed
I thought of man's callous audacity
In assaulting Nature's pristine vitality

I heard the river's rising lament
And me it did acutely torment
Any sensitive soul would be left grieving
Watching the river in agony heaving

In the far horizon, the sky had grown into flames
I wondered if Nature was mad at man's tall claims
Suddenly I saw with the eyes of a seer
That Doomsday is drawing near!

Submitted: Monday, March 31, 2014
Edited: Thursday, July 10, 2014

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  • Paul Sebastian (5/19/2014 8:54:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem written superbly! It evokes feelings of how man destroys the beauty around him!
    I enjoyed it very much! (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (4/19/2014 6:39:00 PM)

    Wonderful poem. Seeing those half dried polluted rivers is the best reminder of Man's callous, irresponsible behavior. It is unbelievable how much this beautiful earth has been subjected to ugliness just in half a century. (Report) Reply

  • Om Chawla (4/13/2014 9:09:00 AM)

    'I thought of man's callous audacity
    In assaulting Nature's pristine vitality.
    ..................
    Suddenly I saw with the eyes of a seer
    That Doomsday is drawing near! '
    What a telling description of man's callous treatment of nature. You really sound prophetic in forewarning about the consequences of this neglect.. A great write, Valsa. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (4/6/2014 5:48:00 PM)

    Very precise and to the point. The river that used to
    run so free is now stopped up with bottles, debris, oil
    and so many other things. The earth sad to say have had
    enough. Your dirge rings loud and clear. Inspiring. (Report) Reply

  • Md Asadullah (4/6/2014 10:55:00 AM)

    Here you have shown your poetic skills, you have successfully conveyed your message to the polluters and others, Nice evironment friendly poem!

    Thanks for your sweet comments on my poems :) (Report) Reply

  • Soulful Heart (4/6/2014 9:30:00 AM)

    Hats of for raising this complaint so close to my heart.....even i feel same every time i go the banks of a river near.....indeed a dirge it is... (Report) Reply

  • Rajesh Thankappan (4/5/2014 9:22:00 PM)

    A Precious poem hilighting the course the human civilization is heading unheeded in its quest of unplanned urbanization. (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (4/3/2014 8:23:00 PM)

    ......you penned this imagery so vividly...I could actually see the polluted river....and yes mother nature is very angry...a great theme and a great poem... (Report) Reply

  • Nika Mcguin (4/3/2014 12:44:00 PM)

    Our world is so full of both horrors and beauty. Not all horrors can be fixed, but this is one that should, since so many lives depend on it. Its ironic how humans can keep swimming pools cleaner than we keep our rivers, oceans, and seas. If we carry on like this doomsday is near indeed! A write both saddening and provoking, well done Valsa! My favorite verse below:

    I closed my eyes and turned my head
    And looked away from the river bed
    I thought of man’s callous audacity
    In assaulting Nature’s pristine vitality
    I heard the river’s rising lament
    And me it did acutely torment

    That torment has become poetic, and has transcended the bounds of literature.

    ~Nika (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (4/3/2014 11:11:00 AM)

    I hope and almost sure that the poetess a talented poetess put many symbolism river as humanity and dirge here the self destructive nature of human being caste, creed, race, religion, language, country many uncountable since river is there then the doomsday as ocean dead.........day of judgement nice Valsa so nice 10, (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (4/3/2014 12:47:00 AM)

    A beautiful composition on a burning issue...you do many things in a single poem, set and adjust fine phrases fully worked out, infuse life to lifeless objects raising them as images for all to visualize, you stay diagnostic, stay sympathetic...poetry is your healing office Valsa ji... (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (4/2/2014 5:29:00 PM)

    I heard the river’s rising lament
    And me it did acutely torment
    Poet hears the river's feelings about man's abuse. Beautiful poem bringing out the problem at hand. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Noreen Carden (4/2/2014 8:01:00 AM)

    Sadly humankind don't take care of the wonderful gift nature has provided.Great poem Valsa if only people would listen (Report) Reply

  • Yash Shinde (4/1/2014 10:18:00 AM)

    In the far horizon, the sky had grown into flames
    I wondered if Nature was mad at man’s tall claims
    Suddenly I saw with the eyes of a seer
    That Doomsday is drawing near! ................truly Valsa, man his inviting his doom through his selfish acts..........its great that like a sage you can see so far...............lovely.. (Report) Reply

  • Kavya . (4/1/2014 5:02:00 AM)

    Excellent Mam....this is the situation beaches are found nowadays, all dirty filth. plastic covers n bottles entangling in our legs: -) . You have described the real life situation very beautifully and the concluding lines are awesome: -) (Report) Reply

  • V P Mahur (3/31/2014 2:12:00 PM)

    Dear Madam,
    You are absolutely right. The games played with Nature by man are going to give him hard blow.
    Nice poem. Thanks for your comments. I myself do not know who is that person. I am in search of her. As soon as I find her, i will inform you. Keep in touch. (Report) Reply

  • Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (3/31/2014 6:03:00 AM)

    It's like the autumn wind singing the dirge of summer........Valsa.......the requiem of a river so poignantly narrated
    truly I am touched.........great write as usual (Report) Reply

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