Pugli River-River Pugli!
Thy name be perfect pronounced, For thou art manifest in profound. Seasons seldom thee visit plains, Yet thee never cease to flow again! Thy presence significant for ages, Though thou course took changes. Thee kept thy promise for eternal, For thou art exist pure and natural! Alas no more is thy fresh channel, Those that carried alluvial mineral. No more is those fertile paddy field, For there stand tall wall without yield! Insecure we became with thy purity, By our greed and lack of true clarity, For thy source exploited to destiny, Fools we are to claim for economy! Thy banks and beds are unearthed, Reason we spell to tame thy wrath, Like vultures in the carcass we feed, Defending we are with our own creed! Thy creation of those giant mountains, Will soon lose its natural fountains, For thou art been disturbed permanently, And never again that be so heavenly! Thee exists just by thy name for plenty, For only few know thy eternal beauty. Taking a wal