Kaveri: An Old Civilization Is Deprived Of Water.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

When we walked beside the banks of Kaveri,
It was the evening; perfuming the fragrance of jasmine,
The night was lazy and arrived a bit late,
The sky was neither clear nor darker,

Hiding the pretty white moon under the cloud carpet,
The slanting coconut trees bore the bunches,
The mango trees blooms started to swell as the fruits,
The lilies escaped from the tubers and stood as the fairies,

The breeze from the fresh river picked up the smell of the sand,
When we walked on the banks of the river kaveri,
The river was full to fill up the awkwardly shared fields,
To show the equality in sharing of the ancestral assets,

The leaping frogs jumped from the mouth of the attackers,
The rodent's burrows were filled with muddy water,
Now the rodents are happy and their burrows are getting wide,
Our fields are empty, showing the bear skin of our hungry farmers,

People need to eat so they want to get out,
To find the work in the growing cities,
Where the roads are concreted; not suitable for the plants,
Our displaced farmers have become the beggars and servants,

When we walk beside the banks of these cities,
The selfless grace is being replaced with selfish attitude,
the money grows in these cities bubbling up the economy,
making crazy people; owners of the unique idiosyncrasy.