My India Poem by Pushp Sirohi

India, my land of ancient lore,
Where culture and history run to the core,
With vibrant colors and bustling sounds,
A land of contrasts, that astounds.

From the snow-capped peaks, to the sandy shores,
India is a land of many doors,
With a diversity that's hard to match,
And a vibrancy that's hard to catch.

The food, so rich in spices and taste,
A culinary journey, that's worth the haste,
From butter chicken, to biryani,
India's food is simply heavenly.

The festivals, so full of joy and cheer,
From Holi to Diwali, they're all so dear,
A celebration of life, and all its might,
India's festivals are a sight.

The people, so warm and hospitable,
From north to south, they're simply lovable,
With a spirit of resilience, and a heart of gold,
India's people are simply bold.

India, my land of many hues,
From the bustling cities, to the tranquil views,
You're a land of contrasts, that I adore,
And I'm proud to call you, my India forevermore.