My India of my dreams
Syed Ali Mohd Rizvi “Sam”
The flowery blossom,
Balmy winds and autumn.
The sun showering soothing beam,
This is my India of my dreams.
The stars that twinkle of joy,
The rose with immortal sweetness,
The peacock like beautiful princess,
The royal tiger in jungle, oh boy!
Jammu & Kashmir, what charming a face?
Himalayas the great guards of India,
Clad in beautiful a saree of grace,
And ocean washing the feet of India.
The cool winters showering white snow,
The summers yellowing warmly around,
The springs and the flowery show,
The monsoon singing and watering around.
The people of India united in team,
The pride of India their united theme,
The people of India working together,
The pride of India soaring all together.
The truth and honesty, the religion,
The crime and corruption, out of the vision
The help of an Indian, an Indian should be,
The terror of an Indian, an Indian shouldn't be.
Alas! This is but, India in just my dreams…
Truly the reality is too far from dreams….
The enemy of an Indian is an Indian himself,
There is no more love for India itself.
The India of my dreams seems a dream forever.
I think I can't find such pure India ever.
The Indian of today is chasing almighty money,
Truth and honesty in India, huh! Seem so funny.
But hey! What can I see?
Yes! A ray of hope I can still see….
The terrified road will surely end,
The sun will rise, the night will end.
Oh! The nightingales of India sing the song,
Oh! The pigeons of India spread the song.
Let us the Indians sing the chorus of unity,
Let us spread the message of peace and unity.
Oh the winds spread warmth and love,
Make my India a peaceful symbol, a dove…
Let us combine, the water of all the streams,
And make my India, India of my dreams.