Water! Water!

Detached the boat from the peg,

      the boat driver

  And pushed he slowly the boat

     to the water.

The people to take delight

    In the boat

Held with them their

    choicest bottles.

The glee- seekers rocked and rolled

       in merriment.

They twisted and  rock-n-rolled with

      bottles in hand.

Watching water out in backwater, into mouth

      they poured water. 

With water in hand and stomach, they sang,  

      yelled and howled.

   

  The females in turn made their hands

            and mouths busy

And boasted of their husbands’

         big capacity.

And the kids’ corner, in games,

         was very lively

With vim and vigor that gushed

        through in activity.

The poor boatman with no sound

      noted the things behind.

What had travelled through

         him in his mind,

assessment, disappointment,

          comparison,    

 and the like things numerous

        or what else?

 Nodded he very humbly in a

       negative note 

to the invitation to join during interval 

         that fell for a while.

 “I don’t drink, thinking three souls;

       Two school-going

and one home-keeping rely

       on my healthiness.”

Didn't turn he his face at all 

     to the merry-makers

and so was his feeling unreadable

   and indefinable .

  “ I am wealthy in health and you are

    healthy in wealth,”  

 words from him leapt out; bold

     was his voice.