The Feelings. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

I am so happy with my Thejaswini
She is full of water in this rainy season
And making her own ways to makes the people happy
Since she is reluctant to be flooded nowadays
What happened to my great mother river
That gave us the needs in time
Her kindness to the villages are proclaimed
She is carrying her own memories of past
That days of large boats carrying goods
The days of carrying large wooden rafters
That carried the logs to the distant mills
And earned the reputation in providing helps
Now she is no more over burdened by boats
Now she is not disturbed by noise at all
But still she is in threat of destruction
That rampant usage of pesticides in land
The over mining of sands that her health
What I can do my own my mother I feels.