Best Tricolour Poems
Salutations to Tiranga (Indian National Flag)
Mother India was freed from the British shackles...
To tyranny we bid adieu, new freedom welcomed!
'Tiranga' with due honour, replaced the 'Union jack'
Fluttered in the blue sky in the glory of victory!
Orchestra of happy moods had finally arrived,
Calling for celebrations with full pomp and joy!
Our National Anthem sung and Trumphets blown
All Indians joined festivity forgetting all woes!
Adding wings to this happiness,the Tricolour fluttered!!
Breeze of bloodbath and fetters all disappeared
Flew with resplendence this khadi splendour!
Three stripes horizontal with a central wheel
Top is the saffron for selflessness and valour,
Also marks vibrant hue of Ego absolution!
White in the middle stands for peace and purity
Also Knowledge and honesty attribute to it
The dark green in the third stripe is for faith and fertility,
Happiness and prosperity for a greener globe!
The wheel of dharma adopted from the Lion capital,
That once sung heroism of Asoka, the Emperor!
In navy blue is this wheel placed in the centre,
Progress it represents with spokes twenty-four
Ignites a spark of deep patriotism as it flutters
Wrapped around cadaver of the martyrs of this mother
Glory to Tiranga, Glory to the Nation,
World's largest democracy salutes this symbol
Let our flag soar high and keep our spirits boosted
Long live Tiranga till the sky is above!
For the contest: The State/ Country Flag - sponsored by: Judy Konos
By: Anulaxmi Nayak,
Country: India
Flag: TIRANGA - Indian National Flag
date: 08/08/2015
THEME: Salutations and admiration to our national symbol!
Tiranga
saffron to renounce
dharma spins in peaceful white
soil gives green for life....
Haiku- 5/7/5
Written July 21st, 2015
© Dr. Upma A. Sharma
For contest by SKAT A
The Indian flag- Tiranga- meaning Tricolour has three horizontal bars of colours saffron, white and green embossed in the middle with a Navy blue Ashok Chakra (wheel)
Saffron or orange denotes valour and selflessness, renunciation and absolution of ego.
White is for honesty, purity and peace. Symbolic of light to guide our conduct on path of truth.
Green is for faith, fertility and prosperity. It represents life and happiness by virtue of Earth and soil on which all life is dependant.
In centre is blue coloured wheel with 24 spokes represents truth and dharma, wheel denotes motion that keeps us moving forward and represents dynamism of peaceful change.
2nd place win
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Flag-lowering is a daily observance at the Wagah Border, open to the public this day.
On our view of the gate:
l --- Bharat ------------------------------------------------- India --- l
A crowd gathers on either side - Eleven thousand are provided seats.
Not unlike a cricket match, except everyone leaves satisfied.
(Communalism - it caused two parts of a whole to drift apart.
Seven decades later and to this day, sweets are exchanged across the frontiers.)
With measured steps they neatly stride, a silver blade in hand upright.
Handmade badges turned to gallantry ribbons..
a soldier’s uniform is always lined.
revered fabric
draped across two sturdy palms
nation in his arms
~Late Evening TV Coverage of the morning’s events - The Prime Minister’s speech~
A crew stands on nine years of sandstone - A bird’s view from afar.
Hailed by music
he walked into a constellation of schoolchildren
‘Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high’.
Acceptance is the first step towards change:
Violence in the name of faith is unacceptable.
"In the New India, the biggest strength is democracy.
But we cannot reduce ours to mere ballot boxes. Our resolve is to have a democracy where people are not driven by the system, but the system by the people."
I watch the proceedings
many states away
nation in our hopes
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Jai Hind
Tricolour lighting in my city:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=herkuupDnAo
Internationally:
www.ndtv.com/offbeat/independence-day-2017-indian-embassies-light-up-in-colours-of-the-tricolour-see-pics-1737756
Indian peninsula is not unknown to you,
Not only land its sky is wonderful too.
Diverse in climate and culture and
Indians worship mother - nature.
‘Atithi devo bhav.’ is our code of conduct, this is what scriptures instruct.
My flag – The Tricolour.
Yummy cuisine.
Perfect ecosystem.
Rich religious growth and spirituality.
Incredible beliefs and customs.
Devotion and meditation.
Exotic wildlife and what not.
India has all colors of the rainbow,
Festivals, fun, love and respect have easy flow.
*‘Atithi devo bhav.’ means guest is god.
Dt: 08/04/14
Third place win in a contest sponsored by Kim Merryman
Topic - Tell Me About Where You're From
Tiranga (Tricolour)
First unfurled, was the Indian tricolor;
on Everest, the world's highest peak.
All the three colours are deliberated
to give some message and speak.
Dark saffron, white and Indian green,
the three colours of Indian national flag;
all in horizontal rectangular bars,
top to bottom, respectively placed.
Green band at bottom tells Indians,
grow with greenery and agriculture;
White band in middle of it, gives us
message of peace, truth and culture.
Saffron says, be brave and courageous,
don't hesitate to sacrifice if nation needs;
Wheel of twenty four spokes at centre tells,
on the path of progress always proceed.
Made of hand spun Indian cloth, Khadi,
at one hand symbolises pride of nation;
Design and colour on the other, say symbolically
what ought to do the great Indians.
On every Independence and republic days
Tiranga is unfurled widely in the country.
That reminds the people; be nice, graceful,
peaceful, prosper and keep in mind your duty.
(C) S. D. Tiwari
Saffron stands for courage and sacrifice,
Provided by our fearless, able soldiers -
They gave their lives to save another,
Proud of dying for their motherland.
White symbolizes purity and truth,
Present in the hearts of all patriots –
It reminds our leaders to maintain peace
And harmony in our nation, grand.
Green is for progress, faith and joy,
And respect for our ‘Earth's green lungs’,
To duly protect what we proudly stand on -
Our nation, our soil, our sand.
And everytime we look at our flag,
We are filled with immense pride,
Proud of supporting our Tricolour,
We shall always stand by its side.
18/7/15
For Judy’s Contest – Your Country/ State/City Flag
(INDIAN FLAG)
Our flag is called the Tricolour (Tiranga in an official language, Hindi)
I had a doll that could close its eyes, “Don’t show it to others.” was a friend’s advice.
Covering notebooks was an important mission; it had to be done before submission.
Extremely delightful and lovely days, never knew that would only be a phase.
Let’s go back in nineteen eighty four, when no tears, only smiles we wore.
Vacations were absolute sensation; leaving station was a real temptation.
Endless world of immature fashion, 'kumkum bindi' was just an addition.
Wearing 'saree' was my passion, who cared for momma’s permission.
No one was allowed break rules, When, we played ‘Schools-schools’.
My favorite game was one leg race, for my pace had some grace.
Pinning a Tricolor was a pride, 'Vande Mataram' we loudly cried.
Playing Cricket was real fun, though companion I had only one.
All of us governed a star or two, aliens! We called them ‘Dru’.
Hopscotch was no big deal; it always gave us an active feel.
'Roohafza' was the coolest drink; I could finish it in a blink.
Fleeing after ringing a bell, then hiding into a nearby shell.
How I wish to make way back then, when I was ten.
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*A bindi, meaning "point, drop or dot " is a red dot worn on the center of the forehead, commonly by Hindu women.
@Saree is a garment consisting of a length of cotton or silk elaborately draped around the body, traditionally worn by women from South Asia.
#Tricolor: The National Flag of India is a horizontal rectangular tricolour of deep saffron, white andIndia green; with the Ashoka Chakra, a 24-spoke wheel, in navy blue at its centre.
**Vande Mataram is the national song of India.
##Rooh Afza is a non-alcoholic concentrated squash. It is still the most popular drink in India.
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Date: 27/01/2016
For the contest: Way Back Then When I Was Ten
Sponsored by: Kelly Deschler
A poem for republic day.....
~~~~~ Jai Hind ~~~~~~~~
From great nation, India, we hail,
Where Indus valley used to prevail.
Emperors came, emperors gone,
We always regained our own throne.
Last was the English invasion on us,
Brutal than Alexander, Ghazni, and Poras,
Wings of Golden Bird were torn,
To teach Non-violence, Bapu was born.
Bhagat, Rajguru, Sukhdev chose their way,
With combined efforts came a strong ray.
Nehru, Lala, Shashtri we can’t forget,
But for unsung heroes we regret.
Finally the moment of freedom came,
Now the wildest elephant we could tame.
Tricolour perpetually tells us to go on,
Despite of Ram, Rahim, Aryan or John.
Democracy, harmony we really praise,
Most of the intellectuals of all, we raise.
Tell everyone this noble story.
How to take the nation to zenith of glory.
Independence and republic day are not only to celebrate,
We must ever have full respect to commemorate.
India is united from Kashmir to Chennai and Assam to Sind,
Let’s come together and say aloud Jai Hind Jai Hind Jai Hind.
Written by: I. B. Chhetri
The Tricolour flutters pompously...
Hiding the truth which we cannot see....
The blood sacrificed in its service....
The eyes that were shut before the final wish....!
Each iota of air that we breathe...
Is their gift that we blindly receive....
The flowers that pour from the flag so lavishly....
Hold their tears and years many....!
Freedom was never a possession we had....
Until they toiled and died a death so sad...
Civilized class that we are today....
We don't have a minute of attention anyway
To stand and revere the national anthem...
But those heroes gave their lives in martyrdom....
Bartering their lives for our freedom....!!!
Bombs and guns scythe through the innocent
writ in spattered blood evil intent
from youth's garden, saplings gone.
But staunchly rising from the killing floor
Liberty retakes the tricolour
strides a nation, marches on.
25th November 2015
For contest ' For Paris', sponsored by Debbie Guzzi
Written in Rime Couee form.
Our Tiranga waves
Proudly in the gusty wind,
The Chakra represents our hearts.*
Written by Sneha
18/7/15
For Skat’s Flag Contest - 3 line verse
Indian Flag/ Tiranga (Tricolour)
The Chakra/ Wheel in the middle of our flag symbolizes smooth and continuous work..
The 24 spokes in it also stand for 24 important values.
(The meaning of the Indian flag is in my previous poem)
24 years between 22 yards,
Records being made like palace of cards,
He is one who breathes cricket,
A player,whom no opponent can hate.
He plays cricket only,thinks everyone...
But playing with nos. Is his real fun..
His achievements are his identity,
He's a true legend in reality.
663 Matches,34357 runs,100 tons,154 fifties,200 wickets are enough to call him sir,
He's no other than SACHIN TENDULKAR..
Records are so,that can be written an encyclopedia,
Most times news,was he for media.
Head is at seventh sky,still feet at ground,
Kept every responsibility brilliantly,it is found.
Our Indian soil was blessed on 24 april 1973, when he born.
That day was for Indian cricket, a new dawn.
Family supportive,start training at 11,
His focus being perfect,that's why he has today heaven..
On 15 nov 1989, he came whirling his bat,
At 16,before pakistan,he was like before lion,a rat.
May start was bad,but determination was atmost,
Passing all hurdles,he reached the coast.
Then fours and six and runs and records.
Oh my goodness! Everyone has to laud..
Time was departing,so were players,
But immotile as hill,he was there,
WHat he cannot do was unanswerable,
His story in future become fable.
Those watching him play at childhood,share field with him,
But wrinkles in his performance was never seen..
Equalling Billgates' income he won hearts.
He was the whole piece,but then also considered himself a part..
Father's wish was to be a good human,
Now every father want such son.
Every thing achieved,giving father tribute asked-" Have i made it large?"
May height so small but deed so enlarge..
But every good thing comes to an end,
And so does when our legend descends.
With brim on head,tricolour in hand.
Touches the pitch,saying I did my job, my sand...
Make everyone happy when he bats,
Now tears in every eyes, but everyone pats..
The god of cricket,jesrsy no. 10......
This passion,determination,stamina,spirit & much more we'll see when???
In india,"Its Impossible" is replaced by "Its sachin"
Your Father must be proudly saying-"my son,u win"
The ladder he climbed,no one can reached,
Bye-Bye Sachin,How to be perfect,to us, You only teach!!!!!
Marianne (Bearer of Tricolour)
Marianne, the Goddess of Liberty and bearer of Tricolour,
Triumphant French Republic revolutionary figure,
Evokes solidarity with breasts exposed and barefooted,
Wearing a Phrygian cap and armed with a bayoneted musket.
Personifier of liberty and reason for the French citizen,
Symbolizing wife, mother, and emancipated feminist.
From atop dead Parisians, she leads victory’s charge;
« En avant les citoyens, la guerre n'est pas finie:
Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité; la démocratie prévaudra! »
(“Onward citizens, the war is not over:
Liberty, Equality, Fraternity; democracy will prevail!”)
“Sing! Let ‘La Marseillaise’ reverberate throughout France!”
Le 14 juillet, la Fête Nationale (Bastille Day, the 14th of July);
« Vive la France libre! » (“Long live free France!”)
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LOVE ON NET
Nigeria’s a jungle though
There’s a fairy
She’s my first love on net
Magamathy.,the sweetest
She must be a bud
Blooming across lush green leaves
I feel the throb of her petals
Rippling like breasts
Black though,shining
Must be a bead of diamond
Makes a priceless necklace
Around my Yahoo page
Her fingers make a sieve
To compose the best words
For a stranger friend
Truly she’s borderless love
She has wings
I need no Air bus
Must she fly to catch me on
As I log on
We row in Chad
Fish in mangroves
Sleep in savannah
Scout along the Adamawa
Bathe at Niger delta
Roam in Abuja
Chat n laugh in Hausa-English
Kiss green and peace
Once a centre of slave trade
Now hers a federal state
She cherishes freedom
Finds humanity ever on line
As I bid good bye
I fly saffron ,green ,white
She kisses hers with crimson lips
A heart in the tricolour, I discover
We fly in air ,live air—
An illimitable life;
Dear, air unseen
Means life seen.
24 years between 22 yards,
Records being made like palace of cards,
He is one who breathes cricket,
A player, whom no opponent can hate.
He plays cricket only, thinks everyone...
But playing with nos. Is his real fun..
His achievements are his identity,
He's a true legend in reality.
663 Matches,34357 runs,100 tons,154 fifties,200 wickets are enough to call him sir,
He's no other than SACHIN TENDULKAR..
Records are so, that can be written an encyclopedia,
Most times news, was he for media.
Head is at seventh sky, still feet at ground,
Kept every responsibility brilliantly, it is found.
Our Indian soil was blessed on 24 april 1973, when he born.
That day was for Indian cricket, a new dawn.
Family supportive, start training at 11,
His focus being perfect, that's why he has today heaven..
On 15 nov 1989, he came whirling his bat,
At 16, before pakistan, he was like before lion, a rat.
May start was bad, but determination was atmost,
Passing all hurdles, he reached the coast.
Then fours and six and runs and records.
Oh my goodness! Everyone has to laud..
Time was departing, so were players,
But immotile as hill, he was there,
What he cannot do was unanswerable,
His story in future become fable.
Those watching him play at childhood, share field with him,
But wrinkles in his performance was never seen..
Equalling Billgates' income he won hearts.
He was the whole piece, but then also considered himself a part..
Father's wish was to be a good human,
Now every father want such son.
Every thing achieved, giving father tribute asked-' Have i made it large? '
May height so small but deed so enlarge..
But every good thing comes to an end,
And so does when our legend descends.
With brim on head, tricolour in hand.
Touches the pitch, saying I did my job, my sand...
Make everyone happy when he bats,
Now tears in every eyes, but everyone pats..
The god of cricket, jesrsy no.10......
This passion, determination, stamina, spirit & much more we'll see when? ? ?
In India, 'Its Impossible' is replaced by 'Its sachin'
Your Father must be proudly saying-'my son, u win'
The ladder he climbed, no one can reached,
Bye-Bye Sachin, How to be perfect, to us, You only teach! ! ! ! !