Sitting Beside The Rivulet Poem by Narender Singh Bansal

light was dancing
with the waves
at the music of nature

water was running
past the rocks
whispering something

sound of water
made me feel
the heartbeat within

Behind the mist
mobile tower
was spying on me
to ring a bell

I wanted to enjoy more
but the marriage drum
from the village
was calling and reminding
me of the world
beside the rivulet

Sitting beside the rivulet
the silence talked
and made me realise

The sound of the coin
was more precious than
the coin i dropped