Either I gazed or closed-eyes,
All my thoughts are full of her sunrise!
Dreaming of being there to feel her air,
Beaming smile sparkles everywhere;
Seems out of the question to be there!
But, a dream is a dream created to be achieved,
And love is created to be believed!
Wish if she could catch me tightly
And her torch burning me lightly,
I fell for her, but makes me feel proudly!
She is my angel as I call her,
For ages, she is the one I prefer!
Now her name I say, India her name,
How her flame shines none the same,
To be there someday is my only aim.
Whether connected somehow to a person within this glorious place or simply the place no matter; I love it! First line-gazed or closed eyes is a great lead in. Seen within the heart and all the rest of the poem just flows! Wonderful job. I want to see more of your writing. Bless you
Beautiful patriotic piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely brought forth in good rhyme scheme with conviction. Love of motherland is insightfully captured in the poem. Thanks for sharing Roshni. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
There are Dreams that begin only as such but that are messages through the Mind's Eye to the Soul...and in time...that Dream becomes reality...Enjoyed this, Roshini...Very fine crafting...~FjR~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, indeed India is an incredibly beautiful land.I feel the same love as you do for your country.Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Naima, actually I'm Libyan but my heart belongs to India!