Mother India- 1 Poem by SALINI NAIR

It resounds
Her past was prosperous
Splendid with divinity
The shrine was glorious
All invaders approach her side
She greet them with her dignity
She bow all the guest on her way
They adore her charisma
They take home her treasure
She kept mum and accepts their goodness
Some invade with all the rudeness
But her ethics block the weapons
Trust and truth she holds as breathe
Decades that drags her customs
Invasion was always on the way
But inexhaustible vessel never empty
Truth and dharma was her motto
Poverty never invade anyone
But it's the ethics conquer all way
The vigor that takes us ahead
India the name of mother! ! !