Tiranga in the Sky

Tiranga in the Sky By Amanah Imtiaz Kazi 8F I see you, India bold and bright, In every spark of morning light. Not just in books or words we say, But in our hearts, you live each day. You're more than stories we were told, Of battles fought and courage bold. You rise with dreams in every face, With every fight for truth and grace. You’re farmers up before the sun, And coders working till the day is done. You’re crafted hands, you’re skies explored You’re roots and wings, both deeply stored. You wear your scars without regret, Each one a mark we won’t forget. You fall, you rise, you learn, you grow You lead us more than you may know. You’re not just flags that paint the skies, You’re in the dreams that never die. In hands that build, in minds that strive, In every hope that keeps us alive. So here’s to you my heart, my land, A thousand souls, a single stand. Tiranga flies, and so do we, Forever strong. Forever free.