The River Is Crying Poem by Jhadeswar Khanda

Crossing the hills
Tearing the hearts of jungles
The river is flown
With sweet babbles songs
It flows alone.
Many cities, villages,
With green field
And deep forests
Gaiting long way
Alone it flows.
Once the river said,
''Listen oh, ocean
Hear my sad
By the human nation
My beauty is changed.
They build the fectory in my shore
So, my water is poluted
The poison is full in my mind
For living well the people
My beauty is hide.''
Hearing the sad story
Embrancing to the river
The ocean said, ''Oh, river
Thanks to your true donate
You like the humans mother.''