My Country

This is an ancient land lapped by two seas in the south, girdled by mountains the highest on the earth. Many mighty rivers flow across this fertile land, monsoon rains wash the land where I took my birth. An eon old civilization grew in west flank, permeated the native race of the land. They assimilated flux of foreign invasion, made country’s diversity a unique brand. Steeped in Vedic culture and the karmic way of life, takes pride in the invention of the zero. In midst of medley of custom, language and belief modern times are now coming at a pace slow. Time will come when the nation will take its rightful place in the world stage regaining its lost aura. Glorious sun of eminence will rise in the east, shine on future of my country India. August 24, 2018 (Form used in the poem is Doha which is a Hindi form of self-contained couplet in which each 24 syllable line is split into two unequal parts of 13 and 11 syllables)