#WritcoPoemPrompt6
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as they are dead,

The sands that flows together are free,
Like the flying birds and shouting bees.
Fishes are the life of River,
Blossom the entire way like flowers forever.

The soothing sound of water,
Filled our heart with love .
The air blows are so cold and touchy,
Make us feel more thirsty.

Why a human can not be like a River?
Always flawless, and give shelter to creatures!
The river that flows down the hill,
Is still moving and ready meet the sea!!

© Saundarya Tripathi