Sunday, 8 January 2012
poem by Najeebullah
If you ask Arabian Sea
What makes it proud of touching India.
As tit for tat, comes the answer
With the huge waves and roar
Being touched to the state
Makes feel as in heaven
Even the sun is on great pride
On rising above it.
Moon brings the stars
To multiply its charm at night.
The sole entity in whole nation
Keeping with every pulses of motion.
Arising as a huge power
Renovating to the shore of progress.
Nodding for innovative steps
Applying the theory of peace.
Tearing out all devils
Allowing the states to copy from it
Kicking out every thrones
Above all states in PROGRESS AND DEVELOPMENT