Motherland - Poem by Rishabh Roy
India is a land
which has sacred sand.
Here the people hate the bland.
Want to explore the grand.
What a beautiful place.
with people of different face.
Each in one trace
yet following different race.
India is very vast
the people are of different caste
Although like mumbai, the country blast
The purity can never last.
Comments about Motherland by Rishabh Roy
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You