This is a mixture of a few of my old poems I presentesd at univ

This is a humble tribute to my motherland from her son
" I shall always keep my head high
Never will my head be lowered
Let rumors and accusations rule
Let facts be hidden
Let rocks be pelted
Let grudge and hatred grow
Let failure and criticism prevail
I shall not lower my head "
for
" I tread the path

not the one that is explored and trodden

but the one which is meant to be ideal

Acclaimed though I am

hardly does anyone follow

neither do they care

Harmed and warned though I am

my soul binds me to the lane

filling me with warmth and confidence"

Instilling such confidence is my nation
-> the nation which has taught the world culture
-> the nation which has shown what is patience
-> the nation which has taught the world forbearance
-> the motherland which has given birth to the greatest icons of humanity .
" My motherland India"

But unfortunately the children of this great land are :
" Carving for riches

Severing the long lasting ties

Breaching the trust of their motherland

Off I wanted to go to foreign lands

Unsure though they are of the fortune that awaits

Clear in their nature is the avarice

Though unsure of what they have offered their motherland

Persisting are the questions of what they gained from their holy land

Ungrateful brats are what they have been to leave their motherland ."

A day would dawn when
tears well my eyes looking at whats lost :

" The sweet smell of my holy land

The un flickering love of my kith and kin
The unity in diversity , nothing ,
Nothing of it shall return "

We shall all leave our last breaths hailing our motherland in whose depths we shall finally rest"
-Uday .G