Standing on a river bank

The smooth surface of water,
Busy flowing to & fro.
Along with trash & treasury.
From one city to another,
Crossing all boundaries, proficiencing all sorrows & delight.

The unique beautiful sound evolving from the waves,
Adds mystery to the atmosphere.
Soothing the restive soul.
Inculcating optimism & passion within.

Standing near the bank of river,
Incites pleasure, feeling of eternity.
Letting us drown in the ocean of thoughts.
Having a constant imagination from childhood,
Where it ends, where are its boundaries & what all it goes through?

The dimming sunlight, the calmness of waves,
Far away fishermen with boats like seeds,
& the cool & wild breeze blowing,
Beautifies the scene & mesmerize the soul.
Chirping of home-returning birds,
Crushing the soothing silence adds flavour of fascination.

Staring for hours towards the flowing water,
Releases one either from all pains & boundaries, soul from body.
Or push you with compulsion,
Into the thoughts of someone, introducing some pain.

It allures you, attracts you.
Imprisoning you in its beauty.
Conscript you to adore its beauty,
Ideally, without any engagement or load.
-Fauzia Afreen