Tamanna Ferdous Poet Shape

My River

I have a river    of my own,
                  A river, flowing 
                        Naturally.
               I see her   in waves,	
                          On her
                     Meandering trails,
                          Lonely.
          ‘River training’
             Is a term I heard 
                   From a very
          Early age,
A father, engineer, 
              Left an imprint 
                 On my 
                 Coloring page.
His office talks often 
               Engaged terms 
Like ‘embankment.’
Rhymes better, 
Feels proper, 
                Along a way 
                     Of atonement.
                             I was awfully apt 
                  To color my river,
            In times of my leisure.
         It was always near 
      My house, my fun-walk, 
With pleasure.
I fancy now, 
I had a boat and 
Knew to manage 
That boat of mine.
Shed tears to lose 
Inside my dreams. 
And often dreams still shine.

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