Ive travelled many countries
met people white, black, yellow and brown
Ive seen several beautiful locales
but my India wins the crown....
in the race for modernisation
we are taking steps at par,
marching ahead with a new found zeal
ahead of many by far....
corruption, lawlessness or poverty,
still make us feel ashamed,
but look where we have reached today
with new reapect we are named,
the people are so friendly
warm hearted, loving, with a ready smile,
just pause and think, of our beautiful land
just reason for a while....
one of the oldest cultures
respect for elders, untold,
the family is a mighty unit,
and support always for the old.
our parents are with us till the end
not sent to an old age home
a healthy respect for every religion
no matter where we roam.
this land of vibrant colour,
filled with festivals to warm our hearts,
each citizen lives in harmony,
with others in all the parts.
the cuisine so varied and vast,
and a different dress for every state,
where marriage is still held sacred,
respect for the wife does not abate.
what can I say for the Indian
proud and patriotic to the end,
be it cricket, or defending your nation.
my opinion will never bend.
from My bindiya to my toe rings,
I can proudly proclaim
I'm proud to be an Indian
and Indian I will remain....
we all Indians are attached to each other by this sentiment.... we still carry values and our holy texts have shown path to the whole world.. I salute to your poem and feel proud to be an INDIAN.
tHIS IS A VERY IMPRESSIVE PIECE OF VESING, MY DEAR...THE STRUCTURE IS CRISP, TIGHT, AND MELLIFLUOUSLY SMOOTH...A FINE PENNING, INDEED, ARTI....FJR
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I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem truly describing a true portrait of Indians.Great write.