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Poem: Mother India


Mother India I travelled to you Three years back ‘Twas a moment’s spur Friends thought I’d gone whack

Mother India Filled with uncertainty For what was in store Intrepid and curious I reached your belly at Bangalore

Mother India With open arms You welcomed me in A comforting bosom And an inviting, warm grin

Mother India My native ship sailed long ago Leaving me here To breathe in your fragrance A scent now so dear

Mother India Your wisdom openly shared Drenched in magic potions In a brazen dance Your timeless tales fared

Mother India I watch your blood orange sun As it sets for another night Knowing with the morrow’s dawn Our friendship stays alight

Mother India I travelled to you With hope and fire Burning old days My spirit is higher

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