Downstream! Poem by Aftab Alam

No, no. I wasn't on the lap of dream,
neither I was on the lap of slumber
Nor for a second, I napped.
Through window I peeped
On the deep River, walking spirit,
Busy to rise, consciously, unconscious
O heavens, there’s on downstream!

Rose high up heaven with wax made quill!
Sailing under the majestic sun with peril
No it was not a reverie, life wasn’t a fun
I have just seen the natures thrill. Shared!
Make not airy rill, gladly it takes to kill
Heard, my mind, a painful scream
O heavens, there’s on downstream!

Either Light dragged them to dark
Or On their tears, they sank deep
Was it natures control freak?
Or the science that taught to lead
All in a single pot, ask and plead,
Can Bounties of heavens be denied
O heavens, there’s on downstream!

'O' Ocean, Ye the Cemetery of rivers
Unwinged, Winged, white frothy Tide
Ah! Natures ‘such a lovely magical trick?
Dancing, singing, cracking, seen all;
The natures amazing sight, ebb and tide.
You are a weaver, Can we be weavers?
O heavens, there’s on downstream!