My India Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

My India,
Born in her soil,
Played in her lap,
Sleeps loftiest and oldest
Civilizations of humans;
Developed into shape,
Under her care,
My India.

Life,
Springs, summers, winters;
Falls, rivers, mountains, valleys;
All leap into joyful delights.
Birds, animals, flowers,
Breathe hilarious life in me,
Giving world a meaning of life,
My India.

A nation,
So great-
Diverse but one,
Wide and long highways,
Braves guarding the borders,
Tell thy march,
With the future growth,
My India.

Her soul,
A tranquil temple,
To the warring world,
Giving a message,
Of love, non-violence,
Brotherhood, tolerance:
For every confused creed,
My India.

My heart will sing and dance;
To breed the civilizations,
Night and day for world peace,
Oceans of love for her,
A piece loving pigeon,
Never my adoration
Will cease,
My India.