Nectar Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The river cries, give me some nectar to save my life
I am in the verge of unnatural death
By the greedy intervention of the people
I am going to die in the near future
What I have done harm to you my childre
I have given the purity of water in your mouth
I have purified your body and heart
I have carried your valuable goods in country boats
I have carried you in the motor boats
But I am in the verge of death and asking for nectar
To save me from the unnatural death that so imminent
Not from my mistakes or nature's furty
But your own greedy and cruel methods
I am in the imminent danger of death
You dumps the waste aplenty in my body
You takes the life blood of mine the sand
You pollutes my body altogether
From the tanning leather factories in the embankment
The river cries for help from the people
From the nature, rain god and anyone else
save me from this plight at the earliest
or else I will die for ever from this land
Not for the sake of mine but for human beings
who is dependent for their survival
My death means the death of human beings
My death means the death of greenery in the land
I remember the story of prometheus the greek god
who gave fire to the world, to the entire earth
I remember the Bhagiratha the warrier of Indian origin
who bought river ganges from the heaven and sky
For the sake of the earth and its living organisms
But their followers of you cheates me like this
save me from my destruction at the earliest
stop from the vendalism you commit
The river cries for help and sympathy
Not for its safety but for us of all.