Valsa George


The River - Poem by Valsa George

The river looking like a silver strip,
Comes down from mountain slopes,
She flows over plains and fields,
And moves towards the oceans vast.

On her shores cultures grew,
Long ago they thrived and perished.
On her banks, history sleeps,
Of valiant men who dared and won.

She carries people in barges and boats,
And ferries them over tides and waves,
In her coolness, children splash,
Grown ups dive and fishes breed.

She wets the land and tends the plants,
She quenches the thirst and cleanses the filth,
She lets the fishermen live on her,
She gets the birds feed for them,

But the ruthless men poison her,
With heaps of garbage and toxins foul.
They wound her, leaving gaping sores,
Too fatal for time to heal!

In summer she is meek and mild,
But Oh! In rain she snarls and growls,
Thus in turn she smiles and frowns,
And continues to travel miles and miles.


Comments about The River by Valsa George

  • Edward Kofi Louis (12/5/2016 1:44:00 AM)

    The River
    She is meek. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

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  • (7/17/2016 10:11:00 AM)


    even a lifeline man pollutes
    a bold and lively write
    thanks Valsa-10
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  • Bri Edwards (6/3/2016 2:09:00 PM)


    I thought (in india) fishes dive and grown ups breed! ? Ok! ! It is true EVERYWHERE.

    Birds or birds' ?

    A mix of good and bad for the old river, bless her watery heart.

    Bri

    :)
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  • Akhtar Jawad (9/16/2015 5:04:00 AM)


    In summer she is meek and mild,
    But Oh! In rain she snarls and growls,
    Thus in turn she smiles and frowns,
    And continues to travel miles and miles.
    A beautiful description of a river.
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  • Ayman Parray (7/30/2015 2:11:00 AM)


    On 7th September 2014, the river 'Jehlum' in Kashmir flooded the entire valley. My city Srinagar was the worst hit. Hundreds perished and thousands lost their homes, including me. I saw death up close that day. My point is man pollutes the planted but he does not think of the consequences and nature finds a way to cleanse itself. A great write that I enjoyed most, Valsa. Also reminds me of my favourite song 'The River' by Bruce Springsteen. Thank You. (Report) Reply

    Valsa George (7/30/2015 11:45:00 PM)

    I remember that mishap still so clearly. One of our friends and family, a tourist to Kashmir got stranded there by the flood! It was a traumatic experience, he said! It was so unfortunate that you lost your house! I can imagine the depth of sorrow of those who lose their dear ones and belongings in such natural calamities!

  • Queeny Gona (6/1/2015 9:58:00 AM)


    Beautifully penned ma'am. The imagery created by the write up is very clear on my eyes! the comparisons and similes brought in here are wonderful! (Report) Reply

  • (6/15/2013 11:18:00 AM)


    A grand portrayal of the river, the lifeline of mankind. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 12, 2012



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