Agony of a River

I was a calm river

Why you touched its stream ?

I was flowing in my direction .

Why you turned its direction?

Why you touched my clean stream?

Touching my stream again and again

Why you teased me?

Do you want to get drowned in it?

So, you touched my stream again and again.

Don’t you know that

Every river is destined to meet its ocean.

You’re not that ocean

In which I will converge.

You’re not that rudder

Which will be accompanied by my stream.

You’re not that shore

Those who came by my aside.

Published by Sushmasuman

I'm a nature loving person, do little writing, sketching, cooking & reading.

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