The River Stood Still.

      The  River  Stood  still.

Between  the   hurried, vivid,

Voiced  notations  of 

Mutual  cries  of  Stop  and  Go,

Blossoms  of  ambitions  go .

Silkworms   remembered and preserved.

  They  Glow,  also   warp  and weave of  threads.

I did not  sleep, for peeping  through

My sill of the window,gives me energy;

Stars   and   sun always  shine

To assuage  our  grievances

The   azure  also  unfolding  its umbrella

 always  holds  The  key  of  cheers.

I recollect, when  I was  hardly  ten,

You  held  my hand   and  walked  together,

The  river  stood  still, 

Now  also  stands  still,  for

Things  are  changed.  I  hear  a  Voice

From  Nowhere, “ I am  ever  by  your  side”.