Yamuna

You emerge from the land of ice,
you swirl beneath the starry skies.
On your path, you meet planes,
Mountains, forests, plateaus, terrains.

Turtles, frogs, snakes and fishes,
go with you, wherever you wishes.
They fulfill your loneliness.
They demand nothing, but loveliness.

A monument of love, comes mid-path,
A king made it, for a Queen of heart.
Dawn to Dusk,you purify their graves
Such is the power of love, they says.

Farmers welcome you in a happy tone.
They preserve you in a barrier of stone.
They consider you a holy deity.
They worship you, to be free from guilty.

You give life to thousand humans.
Although they just add pollution.
Still you care them as a mother.
Whatever they do, you don't bother.



At last, as you move towards ending.
You find your two sisters waiting.
Three of you dive in the ocean.
And leave the world, without any question.