Ganga

Ganga, a peaceful river,

Pieces of us that it weaves.

No hatred, no jealousy remains,

Only the love, that it leaves.

It is that sponge,

Absorbs all negativity,

And what blossoms,

Is only positivity.

Ganga vanishes discrimination,

Little Hate and Frustration,

With no elucidation,

And thousands of illumination.

Only love is all around,

With pure silent sound,

And to that sacred river,

I bow my head down.