My Country
My Country
The day when i took a step over it ,
The day when i was unknown about it ,
It holds me like a son ,
In its arms like a mother other than none .
I was warmths by its earthy smell ,
It rises me up whenver I fell ,
My lord give me birth over this divine again ,
So that its pure love could be gained .
Heart is full for respect for it ,
But hands are empty what can i give to it ,
Ever thinking to be a soldier for it ,
Or a politocian who will raise for a bit .
The day when i took a step over it ,
The day when i was unknown about it ,
It holds me like a son ,
In its arms like a mother other than none .
Copyright © Hemraj Chauhan | Year Posted 2017
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