The Joyous River

a poem by Gitanjali Mitra

I saw a river flowing through,
It flowed with great excitement,
It followed a curvy and strange route as to my astonishment,
I tried to walk with its swirling flow,
It twirled and gushed with merriment at morning glow,
I still feel its waters
Whenever I think of it,
That’s not all there’s more to this,
Experience of the River that taught me humor and wit,
It moved ahead in a joyous mood
Like a Human personified in it,
It now had become rapid with a waterfall ahead
And now my lines will be over read
As the turning point now comes,
For this swirling, twirling river,
To join the mighty sea
It’s a great view
To watch you O River, that flows without barriers,
To part with your waters
Gives me great sorrow and tears.