Praises to my motherland ! by Neelam Sinha

Praises to my motherland , Where I was born !

Praises to my motherland
Where I was born ,
Not tired of doing this
Even when I am torn ,
Praises to my motherland
Where I was born ,

The fields of flowers where
Spread the fragrance of spirituality ,
The glow of inner grace
World finds in whose diversity ,
The ruins of forts where
Sing the songs of glory not of the mourn ,
Praises to this motherland
Here I was born !

Praises to my motherland
Where I was born ,
Not tired of doing this
Even when I am torn ,
Praises to my motherland
Where I was born .

End of the poem

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