The Undone River!
Swimmers of ravaging roars,
Bathed their hungry grey,
As a gang of wolf on a roe,
In her awakening bower.
Merciless fury hugs her flesh,
And consumes as snake in coil.
Government has imposed pleasure tax,
Any one can paddle speed-boat,
Her candor, life –denying revolt, and belief,
Are now easy sweeps, as candles of red-light.
Undone is the fleeting of the Himalayan brook,
Through the green vales and sunny glades,
A common river she was destined, and so is made,
But alas! She hears the step of approaching desert,
The strength of the youth, flies like lark in her heart!
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