The Royal Indian Army Poem by Bhanu Siva Krishna

A freedom is an epic.
But Indian's freedom is a splendid superior spectacle.
The common idea of million minds
And the common battle for billion hearts.

More than a trillion cones turn to craft few patriotic arts.
But, the voice of millions of hearts,
The general target of billions of long darts,
Is to sizzle, stride, strike, strive and stubborn on strange oaths.

The Indian soldiers are much more than the most as massive
To collapse the fire fences and even set to die hard as leopard and be impressive.
Freedom fighters and soldiers work pronounces worth and delights
And their prodigy proves they are stubborn from dooms day till twilight.

The freedom they gained for us is a conflicting combustion.
Freedom is a noble construction.
Freedom is a hearty creation
And freedom is a worthy cognition.

Freedom is an evolution.
Freedom is also an evocation.
Freedom has an enormous size
And freedom takes an executive rise.

Freedom is a frustration, Bhagath Singh's pain.
Freedom is a legal right, Subash Chandra Bose prodigy.
Freedom is liberty, Rabindranath Tagore in poetry
Freedom is a fine art, Mahatma Gandhi in pacifism.

Freedom will never give uu, Nehru's never lasting power
The freedom which made India globalized, modernized and Civilized
Is what we all Indians should be proud of and lend our hand for its benefit.
Which turned to be the holy pagoda for all Indians.