Jayachandran Chakrapany Poet Free verse

An Obituary

Once here was a river 
A laughing river 
A caring river 
She cooled our throats 
She poured Gold 
Into our paddy fields 
She was a playground for our kids 
But we cut her vein 
We cut her throat 
We stabbed into her heart 
She can cry only now 
Forget to laugh 
But I still remember her lullaby 
Perhaps it is an obituary 
To my beloved river

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Karen Deeks June 3, 2012 at 8:45 AM I understand this so well my dear JK this is humanities legacy wroldwide i think.. not many rivers remain unscathed now...but your appreciation of your beloved river is so natural... thanks for sharing my dear friend and im so glad your here ... karen Jayachandran Chakrapany June 3, 2012 at 9:36 AM thank you dear poetess .i think you are my friend "sunhat'' at writers network and karen at poemhunter.com .i think i am right .sorry if i am wrong .i do not know much about this site .if you are my friend sunhat and karen mail me [email protected] .i miss you my friend .if you are another person forgive me .i have been searching for my friend karen at every writing sites .jk