Our Independent India
Our eyes become wet with tears,
Seeing this Independent India.
We cannot imagine those fears
Of families of the people not only fighting on the borders,
But also within the borders.
Despite of race, religion, caste or culture,
When it comes to India, we all come together .
We now live in a country where we speak with our heads high.
Holding the tricolour in hand we oath to raise it high.
Our flag that flies high in the sky,
Waves saffron, white and green.
It shows that we are independent and free
And over the British, we could win.
Muslims and Hindus are brothers,
Bengalis and Punjabis are sisters.
Eternal is Heaven,
Eternal is Land,
Eternal are WE, the creations of God,
Eternal is our good deed as god has planned for us to do.
All these is possible because of those martyrs who
Never lowered their heads in front of the British.
It is a land of priests and sages,
Known for its bravery from ages.
Those struggles against the British represent who we are,
For now we have nothing to fear.
The flying birds in the sky,
The Motherland's beauty,
We thank Thee for Thy goodness,
For giving us prosperity !
Copyright © Krittika Choudhury | Year Posted 2023
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