Speaking About India Poem by Preetam Shetty

Thinking about a song,
To describe a country so strong,
Describing which in words,
Shall be very wrong.

The History has been long,
With some bings And bong,
But the heritage still grows,
And I can bet that; by hitting the biggest gong.

To describe about the beauty,
I can sign any treaty,
Be it a Mountain or dynasty,
They can be compared to divinity.

The Himachal and the Ganga,
Together shine on the Tiranga,
Kanyakumari on the extreme south,
Praises conquer on Lanka.

The Arabian guards the west,
Himalaya's on the Northern quest.
While the Indian and the Pacific,
Takes Care of the Rest

Sometimes we bow before the Holy Cross
Sometimes play with colors
Seasons come with festivals
As trees shine green, when it showers

People from over a 28 states
When come together in a far land
They look as if the mother herself
Stands wearing a garland

And Here I conclude
While thinking about a song,
To describe a country so strong,
Describing which in words,
Shall be very wrong.