Chandrayan -Ii Poem by Rajendra Prasad Meena Jaipur India

Chandrayaan Second was India's dream,
To touch the Moon with a science team.
Not with swords, not with war or fire,
But books, belief, and a brave desire.

In twenty nineteen, clear and bright,
India prepared for a historic flight.
Scientists worked both day and night,
Eyes full of hope, hearts full of light.

The rocket stood tall like a silver tree,
Ready to fly, wild and free.
With fire and thunder, loud and grand,
It waved goodbye to Mother Land.

Up went the orbiter, strong and wise,
Watching the Moon with careful eyes.
Vikram the lander tried his best,
Pragyan the rover dreamed of rest.

The Moon was quiet, cold, and gray,
Like a desert where shadows stay.
The land was rough, the path unclear,
Still India moved with courage, not fear.

Data was counted, checked again,
By patient minds and thoughtful men.
Numbers talked, computers sang,
Through wires where silent answers rang.

People helped in many ways,
Through taxes, trust, and hopeful praise.
Teachers taught, children prayed,
Engineers worked, plans were made.

Then came a moment heavy and still,
A sudden silence against the will.
Vikram lost contact, voices fell,
A painful truth the screens did tell.

He did not speak, the rover slept,
Some hearts broke, some eyes wept.
But India stood, calm and tall,
Learning is winning — even when we fall.

The orbiter stayed, strong and true,
Sending data, old and new.
Pictures, secrets, Moon's soft light,
Flowed back home both day and night.

Failure spoke in a gentle tone:
"Try again, you are not alone."
Like a teacher strict but fair,
Pain taught courage, care, and prayer.

The world looked on with open eyes,
At India's truth, not loud, but wise.
No proud lies, no hidden face,
Just honest work and steady grace.

Thank you, ISRO, minds so bright,
Thank you, teams who never quit the fight.
Thank you, people, one and all,
This Moon dream answered every call.

Chandrayaan Second showed the way,
To rise again another day.
From truth and teamwork, strong and true,
A brighter Chandrayaan was born anew.
By Rajendra Prasad Meena Jaipur India