Written by: Barun Kadariya - 29053, Grade VII
Posted on: 06 June, 2023
Behind the trees beside the field
I feel a river floating in a speed
Heating Sun heated the water
Animals feeling heat of the water
Falling water from the sky
Where are the birds trying to hide
I think there is no end of time
Where is the river taking that Pie
In the cold being the ice
In the heat being the air
I think for a while it is a way
Which always passes away
River flowing from the mounts
Come to the hills and being loud
Flow deep to the end
And last come to the plain
