O Mother Indus, river divine,
Your waters whispered through space and time.
From mountains high to oceans wide,
You nurtured lands on either side.
Raphic Burdo, a poet from Sindh, the Land of Indus Civilization shares his poem
Ode to the Indus
O Mother Indus, river divine,
Your waters whispered through space and time.
From mountains high to oceans wide,
You nurtured lands on either side.
Through desert sands and verdant plains,
You carried life where hope remains.
Cities rose where your currents gleamed,
Dreams were built, and futures dreamed.
Mohenjo-Daro, Harappa’s might,
Were born of your life-giving light.
You fed the fields, you quenched the land,
A river eternal, mighty, and grand.
But now your song grows faint and frail,
Your currents dwindle, your spirits pale.
The skies grow warmer, the glaciers retreat,
Your pulse is fading, your heart grows weak.
O Mother, your children have turned away,
Forgotten the gifts you gave each day.
They poisoned your soul, they scarred your face,
And left you weeping in empty space.
Yet still, we hope, and still, we vow,
To heal your wounds, to save you now.
We’ll plant new forests, let rains return,
And honor the lessons we failed to learn.
Rise again, O river of lore,
Flow with strength forevermore.
For you are the thread, the timeless guide,
Mother Indus, our soul, our pride.
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Mother’s never quiet there love their love remains through all life as last drop of blood Indus water is following in my blood no any one snatched it if it done that it’ll doomed it’s strength force let them enemies try they want their destination destruction Mehran je Mojin ju Sangeet Amar aahy ju jee khe murkaei so geet Amar aahy Anway nice poetry full of poetical skill with light of hope subject Indus River