simran arora - Our Wisdom

We Indians and our India,
Had a bitter history,
Filled with the pain,
And sacrifices in majority,

This made us Indians mainstay,
For every minute and every day,
The British were the one,
Who exposed us and froze,

But thanks to those,
As they stand against all those,
Every neuron was scolded,
We spent our lives on bent knees,
And hands folded,

Nepron were also in crises,
All pains were above there premises,
Always criticizing and emphases,
With every pulse rate distress,

Knocking the door of disaster,
And inviting the freedom faster,
Every mind started breaking restriction,
And putting their force and friction,

For there right and justification,
Not with the hope of emphasis,
But still included humanity,
They start enhancing themselves,

With some in doom,
And some dead people in hands,
Jut for our rights and freedom,
We had to sacrifice our loving lump.

simran arora

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