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'A Red Day Latter' August15,1947

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A day, when west wind flew out
And she was free to breathe &
Sweep away, red frozen tears,
When her sobs wasn't heard more,
When redness from her wounded breast, fading out
The day, when immortal martyrs smiled from heaven
As stars & rest from her lap,
When hearts floated on air with
A tricolour high in the azure sky,
When more cries weren't heard from hers

'It was a red day latter'
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'A Red Day Latter' August15,1947
Wednesday, August 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: independence day
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Nothing is to say else To bhartmata and her children
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 28 August 2016

When west wind flew out! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Pawan Meena 25 August 2016

Thanks for your advises

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Kelly Kurt 24 August 2016

A nice tribute to your homeland

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Rajnish Manga 24 August 2016

Thanks for sharing this poem devoted to India's Independence. You have nicely reflected the patriotic fervor and the sacrifices made by martyrs to achieve this. The poem needs some editing e.g. the title should be ''A Red Letter Day' August15,1947'. I wish you all the best.

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