Independence Struggle Of India Poem by Abhisumat Singh
Independence Struggle Of India
When down laid, a gazillion souls,
when in vain, shouted a million mothers.
When blazed in flames, thousands of hopes and aspirations,
then rose our anger.
When a hundred more sacrifices, bloomed in our tree,
then spoke my India - no more captivity, now we shall be free.... we shall be free....
When blazed in flames, thousands of hopes and aspirations, then rose our anger.
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This is the reflection of the movement of ancient India where strive for the freedom by the masses of the Indians. But now India is the friendly hand to integrate with world nations in amicable way.