When the real immense of the day,
Floats and flourishes on the land of freedom;
Where the liberty sways throughout,
No barriers to check or tame;
All the thoughts are let loose free,
The empire of freedom is built anew
And service is made by glory or fame.
The enemity defeated and with mortal wounds
Dread himself is frightened
And drowned in the ocean of fears;
How beautiful is the world new created
Happy, cheerly, merry
Only boss of my empire:
Such is the sweet region of mine
Broad and wide my land of dreams.
Vivek Tiwari
Composed on
31-07-2012
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