The River Of Words..

When the river of words, flow from the mountain, Or the hill top source, where the fertile trees bloom, Scent of fragrant essence of fluid, run through the tributary, Of intelligence map, let it flow from the height, As the magnanimous falls of the nature, Where the turbines heads can generate power, To light up the homes of senses to shiver, Let the river visit each and every door step, Where the little boats are made to face the storm, Let the river not get polluted, collecting all unwanted materials, Let it gently knock the windows of the hearts, To have the small piece of place in the mind, Let the river flow uninterrupted after every bund.