The Holy River

A river travels in the corner of a town

Seldom visited and rarely spoken about

Neither picturesque nor explored

Those who take a dip

Portray a rare shine

 

They told me,

‘This is the place to wash your pain,

Your envy, greed and cruelty

Emerge to a new world of purity

The river would bury the world’s sorrows

Deep and deep inside

and rise up untarnished and pure.’

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6 thoughts on “The Holy River

    • yes, some places are seldom visited by tourists, but those places bring out the local flavour better..Thank you very much for taking the time to comment and liking the poem:)

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