Poetry

You Are Unique

You Are Unique

A voice... gifted, divine, Melodious, soulful Enthralled us long ago, So Lovely it sounded That I never let go.   A voice... Gifted, divine, Made us fall in pure love. Even the hearts of stone, Melted fast when he sang, For someone who's our own.   A...

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Barren and Dry

Barren and Dry

Earth, all barren and dry,  Its cracks…so deep,  Is she about to cry?    Thirst was in its high,  As the rains fell asleep Earth, all barren and dry.    Ignored by the cloudy sky,  She couldn't help but weep,  Is she about to cry?   She was all about to...

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Mundasu Kavi

Mundasu Kavi

Born was a boy, to a simple family, In the tiny town of Ettayapuram, Having lost his mother early in his childhood, Subramanyam was brought up by his father.   An intellect that his father was, Pushed him to studies, which he enjoyed. Going along the societal...

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Mountains of Kargil

Mountains of Kargil

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,...

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Udhagamandalam

Udhagamandalam

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...

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Saviours

Saviours

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...

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Inquilab Zindabad

Inquilab Zindabad

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...

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Aye Book!!!

Aye Book!!!

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...

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Echoes of April 13, 1919

Echoes of April 13, 1919

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...

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