Mother India
Mother - The divine Mother,
On the road to save Her Child,
With compassion deep She moves,
making her Foolish child to vote.
India - Mother India on the road,
She declares war for her child,
Implores him to vote for his life.
From the soil She wants
to disposal the Venom,
From the root She wants to uproot
The Basilisk weeds,
With Soulful sweetness She waves
Her hearty wishes,
With coolness of heart She
desalinates the Land,
To make it sweet to live in peace.
Such sweet Is Your view,
Such deep is your Joy,
With broad eyes and wavy walk,
Like the ocean on Land,
Soothing and simple and
calmly restless like night walks
in broad Daylight,
Your lips Trimble with timbre,
Thinking worse think for her offspring,
She walks like The Sun climbs on the Sky,
She Smiles like Full moon Night,
On road She goes like milky way,
Mother India on the road with sun and Shower,
Joy and dream with poignant wish,
For Her foolish child to save from the wicked,
With Glittering Joy and Calmly deep Eyes
She tells all and sundry to Vote for The Multitude,
For peace to set up,
With quavering breath for deep rooted Love,
She walks with Her obedient Child
to promote the way to mundane peace,
The way to liberty and happiness.
Saving democracy She wishes to save
the peace of the People,
The happy Co-existence of Human beings,
Mother India from Her secluded throne,
goes away on the road to throw away
the throes of Life.
Victorious Her way, smile and love,
Compassion and care,
To dethrone the wicked
She descends outside to make peace
well established.
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Dear Srijita Mondal, thank you so much for your feedback, very thankful to you for your update, poetess
Such sweet Is Your view, Such deep is your Joy, With broad eyes and wavy walk, Like the ocean on Land, Soothing and simple and calmly restless like night walks in broad Daylight, .......! ! !
making her Foolish child to vote. India - Mother India on the road, She declares war for her child, Implores him to vote for his life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
CONGRATULATIONS, dear Prabir, your poem as well as you deserves to be chosen as The Member Poem Of The Day, Hurray! As I have noticed, this is the SECOND time that it is chosen, no? Well-well, what a tremendous treat! Double Congratulations, poet!
Then my TRIPLE Congrats dear poet. With your Love and Blessings, Best regards from Nederland
Dear friend..your comment is very special to me...my dear friend thanks a lot
This is the third time dear friend.. 1 My Stella 72 2) Living the pain of life 3) Mother India.. With your Love and Blessing....thanks.. for your kind comment and support.
I think this is the 4th time..As far as I can remember one or two years ago PG's " My Stella 32" was also chosen as poem of the day/week