The Expedition of 100 Years
“‘I’ refers to India. That is, India is the narrator. She is sharing the days which she is
observing from the very beginning to the present life. Let us see what she is trying to
tell……..”
It was a long age,
When I glimpsed at the long-ago,
Flourished nation was my name,
Sensation didn’t last for long.
O my deity! Someone’s bad eye,
Grasped the honorable potency,
In the front of eye,
A big shot had stolen the energy.
The foreigners came to settle beside,
I invited them entirely,
Amid their smartness behind,
How this became a cause of dying?
Aliens had detained the whole thing,
No hopes of acquiring the feed.
The moment, they misused everything,
Chains restricted the hand.
Among, some sacrificed for me,
“It’s too much, we can’t bear this anymore”
From this, they aspired for me,
Attaining independence for long
Fire and bullets were on the mode,
Millions were expired and leaved,
Seemed not affecting the bond,
At last, I was again freed.
My children could inhale,
Bodies of great traits
Are safe under my soil,
Let’s remember the forfeit of lives.
A day of 15th august,
Comes once in the year
Proves everyone is liberated,
Let’s sing the Anthem with passion.
It’s about 63years of liberty.
I’m seeing my blossoms,
Some has already forgotten the mighty,
Spit into my flag, respect is far.
I require comparison,
War days and the present,
Looks alike where,
No wish to reflect.
Hope! One day will surely arrive,
Dignity and pride is seen everywhere.
The dark sky will not be here
The pain will be sealed, bliss will enter.
Jai hind! Jai Bharat!
Independence poem
Written by:
Shrishty Shrivastava
‘X’ standard
Copyright © Shrishty Shrivastava | Year Posted 2010
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