The Masanjore Dam
Built over a rivulet flowing
In between the hills
And their clusters.
The sun shining blue,
The light falling on the hills
And the hills shining blue,
I can view as long as the sight falls on.
The Masanjore Dam,
The waters appearing green and crystal clear
Of the hilly rivulet
But as for the dam waterful.
The rivulets of the plateau region
Generally remain waterless
As the excess water drains out
From the highland to the low lying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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