Nilgiris, covered in nature's veil, So majestic and beautiful. Royal it looks just like the queen, Adorned with greenery and white crown. Chirping of birds and cricket Echoes through the lofty peaks, Air so fresh and soothing, Makes me feel young as it...
Mountains of Kargil, so calm, serene War unseen. Enemies entered to take control, An evil goal. Our warriors armed, ready to fight, Guns held tight. Snow, storm, terrains, didn't bother them quite, They bravely fought to save their land, Supremacy they did command,...
Ye Saviours, dressed in pristine white, Never fear the sight of blood, flesh and bone, Do you hold your emotions tight? Your passion drives you right, And you care us like our own, Ye Saviours, dressed in pristine white. You stay calm, day and...
Urge to serve the nation was high When he saw bodies, blood scatter, His young age, never did matter, And a teardrop fell from his eye. Inquilab Zindabad, his cry, Motivated the rest to fight, Always stand up for what is right. Killed at the age of twenty...
The crowd was manageable and quiet, Hold on!! Was that a quietude before a riot? The silence in the air shattered, The crowd, was just scattered, When the word FIRE... echoed, Through the walls of Jallianwala Bagh. Fire paved the way to blood shed, Around 1500 fell...
Your skin, smeared with ink, Sometimes black, sometimes different hues, You often make me think, And wonder what I need to choose. You are the my link, To the world of wonder and news, Your skin, lets me sink, In you, your wonderful views With you I would never...
In English we say lost in thoughts But in poetry… The moments that cannot be described, When one goes into a state of eternal bliss or sorrow, When one takes time to process the present, Oblivious of what's around them. The ephemeral moments, When the...
In English we say, I was bullied But in poetry … Laughed upon and scorned By people who took others for granted. Physically and verbally they abused, And… that was endured in silence. Lest they knew, and probably cared a dime, Of what their abuses could do. The...
In English we say, I feel lonely, But in poetry… I walk in the crowd, still feel something is amiss, I hear thousands of voices, still my ears don't hear. I see people in plenty, still my eyes seem to be yearning. So many to hear me, still I feel unheard. My heart...