By Mehak Aggarwal
The ecstatic moment when
everything seemed to be mine
Vibing with myself
I was walking down the Riverine
The stream of aqua running along
tranquilized me
The shadow in the water
reflected the authentic me
The drops of Adam’s ale
were clear as crystal
The nature within
carried something mystical
The sound of running water
was so halcyon, so perfectly fine
While I saw the waterlog
My eyes glittered with
Rivering Shine
