Freedom Poem by Subramanya Bharathi
Freedom
When will this thirst for freedom slake?
When will our love of slavery die?
When will our Mother's fetters break?
When will our tribulations cease?
Wasn't there another Bharat
Reared by our noble Aryan race?
Lead us, Aryan, to victory!
Is't right we remain slaves?
Are famine and disease alone our share?
For whom, then, are the laurels and fruits?
Will you abandon us, your suppliants?
Can the mother cast her child aside?
Brave warrior! Aryan Lord!
Thou destroyer of the demon-race,
Where is your dharma? Isn't yours the duty
To revive us, and chase Fear away?
[Translated into English By S. Prema]
My humble obeisance to these great poet warriors. It is because of their sacrifices that we relish the fruit of freedom.
A powerful write on freedom and against slavery Every stanza stands out. Liked the closure line. Beautifully crafted and well executed.
Very strongly expressed. I just wonder who Bharat and the Aryan are in fact. We all want freedom: no one wants to be a slave. You are so right in your rhetorical questions.
My Namaskaram To a great freedom fighter, humanitarian and poet. It’s a pleasure to know more about this great spiritual being. Thank you PoemHunter for bringing his poetry out.
When will this thirst for freedom slake? When will our love of slavery die? ../// great asking
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The original poem 'Freedomby Subramanya Bharathi and translated by S.Prema is really a beautiful poem regarding Bharat.