This poem critiques poets who only praise the glory of rivers and ignores the harsh realities. It describes a river in Madurai that runs dry most of the year, leaving cracked mud and stranded buffalo. When floods come, they destroy lives - washing away houses, cows, and a pregnant woman carrying twins. While old and new poets focus only on floods' prosperity, the poet notes they fail to mention such tragic losses that reveal the river's true nature throughout the year.