To Our Own River.

Oh! river Thejaswini! My mind is always with you Your beautiful flowing, little tides The love with the wind and nature Your wonderful performance always Keeps as a nostalgia in my mind Oh! river Thejaswini! I knows well you are not titled Sacred river in the schedules But in my mind, you are always sacred The funeral ashes villagers immersed For a safe heaven for the departed. Oh! river Thejaswini you inspired us To think about social changes that required You taught about the knowledge power That makes this world so convenient Oh! river Thejaswini you are enlightened By the long standing experience gained From the starting to end you laughs And travels to the vast Arabian sea Oh! river you have taken back lives Capsizing the boats, or accidents The souls of those people rests in you As the children takes a place near mother Your love to this village is so high And pouring your wishes and helps in need But the rain makes that havoc in monsoon But carries the alluvial soil and dumping The coconut trees are flourished here The life the villagers leads in prosper.