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Rivers - Poem by KEERTHANA DINESH 1998

Rivers are like the veins in a body.
They carry the blood of a nation.
Rivers are rich during monsoons
They are poor in summer.

I would like to live near a river
Hearing its water give a music sweet.
I would like to sleep on its bank
Dreaming about a day that I am also a river.

If I ever become a river once
I will run across dry lands and see
A sweet smile on the farmers` faces
As they begin to till in the wet field.

Rivers are the great gifts we have
They are our wealth and life.
Rivers are the veins in our body
They carry the blood of a nation.

Comments about Rivers by KEERTHANA DINESH 1998

  • (10/1/2009 1:13:00 AM)

    this poem has the flow of the river...could hear the sweet music of water while reading it...lovely to read...simple and apt imagery (Report) Reply

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  • (4/1/2008 12:54:00 PM)

    lovely poem and so true, I wouldn't mind being a river too
    or a stream; where I live there was a river but now it is dry
    and just a scar across the landsape
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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2008

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