The River Echoed Poem by Raabia Tabassum

The river once again echoed,
it's pain none understood.
Lost in their work,
So busy they were.

'Please Stop' the river echoed,
'Release in the river' factories continued.
and every piece that lingered down,
Almost closed the river path.

On and on they continued,
Even in the darkest of the night.
Black it turned; lost it's beauty,
and looked more creepy.

Disturbed and shattered,
Continued it's way.
Every tear that dropped,
Turned the river stronger.

And so it continued it's way,
Regained it's beauty.
And the attractive color,
So happy was it now.