Last month I was on an adventure,
where my life was at least venture,
when I dare to question the royalty,
of such a majesty full of specialty.
Scenario was cajoling,
the area was captivating,
when viewed the charming sight,
and that was an auspicious night.
River Ganges was an its appealing phase,
so that anyone tends it to chase,
the moon over its dazzling water,
was adding beauty to the charter.
I just stepped my legs in the river,
water elegantly touched my feet,
and I fell blessed with full of blessing,
never saw such type of nature's Grandeur.
In hindu religion, river Ganga is a deity,
goddess of loveliness, pureness and pious.
Water of this river is treated as immortal drink,
and considered to be poured form heavens brink.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem on a great river thanks for sharing