Oh! The divine master
I thank you for this lovely world
In which I dwell
The beautiful jewell
...
I remember the day when I woke up and found everything puzzling and disturbed.
I woke up and thought what was special as I found everything
unclear and perturbed.
...
This heart is deep,
Its path is narrow
Still let your thoughts
To spread and flow
...
Tadpole was aman at first
Viruses speak when they thirst
Plants go like ghosts in the night
Dogs bark when they fight!
...
My Lovely India
Oh! The divine master
I thank you for this lovely world
In which I dwell
The beautiful jewell
Where you appear
To wipe out fear
To bring the dawn
To make it pious.
Oh! The divine master
I thank you for the leading light
Who appeared like dawn
To enlighten night
To forbid fight
Who moved forward towards development
For the advancement
For fullfillment.
Oh! The divine master
I thank you for its fame and spirituality
For its saints and diversity
The pleasing scenic beauty
Which has given it a life
Made that soul energise
It will sparkle, glisten and shine
Untill the numerous suns set and rise.