Rivers Of Bengal Poem by Santanu Banerjee

Rivers of Bengal

Beneath the bending banyan tree,
Bubbling waters dance with glee,
Ganga gleams in golden light,
Whispering wishes, swift and bright.

Tista, Torsha boldly flows,
Chasing paths where the wild wind blows.
'Splash! ' goes the fish, in playful cheer,
While ducks dive down, without a fear.

Meghna hugs her busy shore,
Swirling softly, forevermore,
'Trickle, trickle, ' sings the stream,
Carrying dreams, like a a silken beam.

In the twilight, the rivers gleam,
Swaying grasses, in a rhythmic theme,
Bengal's rivers, a wondrous sight,
Flowing freely, day and night.