Beautiful is that distant shore,
flourishing with lavish lush verdure.
Tall trees in tune with wind's tremolo
are swaying their heads in wild gusto
as if saying no to all worldly woes!
Flitting white doves in free skies
and glittering silvery sands; all encore
seem to be vowing peace, comfort and more!
Is that not the haven we're trying to discover...
the ultimate Utopia of Thomos More!
Ahoy, my fellow rowers of ‘Bharat' boat...
let not sloth rust your grits,
rest not yours oars even for a minute!
Let sweat evaporate; of few more droplets,
let brawn burn into some more effort!
There behold O' dear Indians...
a great future is well within our sight,
gleaming with beams of prosperity!
is shore end of sailing or respite from the woe-ridden...? shore is always tempting to a sailor...r nt we all sailors?
A great call to our compatriots! A ni9ce poem. Thanks for sharing!
So deeply motivational....Those words serve an intangible asset to your nation...Great write.
Hi Sathya. what a great piece of work showing the great effort neededto reach your goal. well done Regards Dave T.
Very positive. It is as easy to see sunshine as it is to see shadows. My ten in return. Warm regards, Sandra
Wow! This is a very inspiring write, (and I no longer inspire easily) .
Just beautiful Sathya Bhaiya- these are the songs which need to be sung to each other; though through barbed wires and gulf of mistrust
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the flow in the poem is so awesome, shore's beauty is here in your poem