River 10 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Unknown river besieged by unknown trees
Perforcing the shadows larger than our years leap
Walking upon the apposite for nowhere.
Each scorching days under weltering perspiration
Or the sigh of clouded moon after raining
Were not reckoned proper in grappling onus
And the sweet rivulets hilarious downwards
To the different streams having distinct tempers
Marred the chances of fresh mosses grown
In desperate curves of rocky terrain in high hills.