Saachee - X
A PATRIOTIC POEM
People – they are afraid of
death,
When they really don’t know
Its true meaning.
But I am not;
For I have seen my brother
Wrapped in the Tiranga,
With an invisible and content
Smile on his face.
And that has changed it all.
Now, I dare to play
On tall mountains and in
dense forests.
The game,
Where my victory is India,
Defeat is Fear
And award is Death.
Thus I do not fear;
For I’ll embrace that Death
Which calls me shouting “Jai Hind”
And takes me to my Tiranga…
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