The Golden Bird Poem by Devanshi Khetarpal

There shalt be a day,
When the land of the Ganges be potent.
It shalt burst into a flame
And conquer the planet
Which will tremble
When The Golden Bird will be on its way.
Behold her! Citizenry of the world,
For she shalt rise to the extremum
Look upon The Golden Bird!
Its potential is commensurate
To all the world put together
And power is nonpareil.

Whether it be sweltering days
Or tenebrous nights for the world
It shalt be an effigy
Which throws its light
And guides the world
Along shattered and cobbled roads.
Behold her! Citizenry of the world,
She looks most resplendent.
Look upon The Golden Bird!
With eyes that light the world,
A shadow that shimmers in the dark,
And the face of a higher pleasure than the moonlit sky.

It shalt be The Lord of the world soon,
The dust of whose feet be holy.
It will be praised and honoured,
Of all the things it is deprived of
And the water of the Yamuna
Will rise and sweep the existing lugubrious ness
Behold her! Citizenry of the world,
She's been traverse for so long.
Look upon The Golden Bird!
She is all set to empower the world
She's going to get what she's worthy of
And shall soon get what she yearns.

The land of mountains, rivers and sea
And colours- vivid, heartening, possessing glee.
It is a land you may not be acquainted with
But it is the land of holy power.
Happiness lives here,
Whether it is or not grey.
Behold her! Citizenry of the world,
She's the little guiding wax light.
Look upon the Golden Bird!
She is the comer of ecstasy,
Leave behind the phantasies,
She'll make your dreams come true.

The Golden Bird is the land
Which lies in the east.
It is a land named India
Full of euphoric calibre
It will abolish your misery
And you shall whistle with mirth.
Behold her! Citizenry of the world,
India is the torch.
Look upon The Golden Bird!
It has a head above others' shoulders,
It will navigate the world
To reach a stage of pious felicity.