My land, Your land -Birland
Wednesday,9th Feb 2022
My land, your land
in her lap, everybody's end
I love my mother land
but equally committed for my Birland
A land of hope
bright sunshine and tight rope
to walk over it and dream for
a beautiful and prosperous state with reality for dreamer
Let rain shower
and forbid dark clouds to appear
create no havoc and fear to end
let me bear the pain for my Birland
If I die here!
no matter
If I prosper!
let that be the prayer
as a human being
if I can bring
in use, some drops of blood
my life stands for good
let the position in international field
be held
with flag high in sky
I shall dream and always try
Dr Hasmukh Mehta
D.Litt, Folt
World poet laureate
© Hasmukh A. Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sir, this is truly beautiful.................