nupur singhal

Rookie (25-12-1988 / mussooie)

My Country India.. - Poem by nupur singhal

with the stroke of the midnight,
a new life, a new stride..
a nation was born tender..
a dawn, an awakening to lead, my country INDIA...

the tricolour fluttering,
the winds favourable now seemed..
the struggle of those who bled,
tears of pain and grief...

a new promise was taken,
the demise of the last one when done..
to free our mother INDIA,
an oath, a pledge then and again taken..

let nothing bond her,
let all heavenly reside..
with all new inspirations,
let the people decide..

sixty years, a long time spent..
the new INDIA, is it better than the best?
a lot lost, than achieved..
yet the mother, carresses it's children,
whether good or beast like..

and when the clock would struck tonight,
i would wait, as we pass into the midnight..
and salute the nation this mother of mine..
to whom we should always oblige..

my INDIA, our INDIA..
a nation no one understood..
of intermingling creed,
of love's tender sweep..

considered, lot has to change,
yet, we live, with fears aside..
lets rise above all,
and show the mighty..

of INDIA, our BHARAT,
the mother,
its love blows with the wind,
i salute u mother, JAI HIND...


Comments about My Country India.. by nupur singhal

  • Rookie Akshita Yadav (9/3/2007 10:35:00 AM)

    A VERY TOUCHING POEM. I REALLY LIKED IT AND AM SURE THAT MANY OTHERS WILL TOO AND I HOPE THAT WE LEARN SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANT FROM THIS.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, March 28, 2011


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