A Poem for Jawaharlal Nehru
Pandit-Ji*
1.
The moon cast an enveloping shadow over the teeming multitudes,
as they made their tryst with destiny**,
with you as the bearer of the light,
and at the stroke of the midnight hour,
you emerged an icon, from the long and desolate night.
Long years had passed,
since those humid evenings spent,
languishing in jail,
yet your mind remained unshackled,
putting words on paper in the dim candlelight,
as the gaudy glare of empire began to pale.
2.
Today,
you live,
within us,
though not amongst us,
and,
your discovery,
your glimpses,
smoulder within me,
your immortal words,
my compass.
I am now,
the soul of nations,
once suppressed,
that have,
found utterance.
I am now,
me.
I am now,
finally,
free.
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* – ‘Pandit-Ji’ was the name that Jawaharlal Nehru, the first Prime Minister of independent India, was respectfully called.
** – excerpts from Jawaharlal Nehru’s speech on 15th August 1947
Love comes naturally, for it is coming from our soul. Hate is coming from the way we have been separated and taught to compare each other. Thank you for your beautiful lines!
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how deeply profound your words are. love comes naturally indeed. thank YOU for your generous words and kind comments
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You are more than welcome!
You are right, All our birthrights for All!
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yes and we shall overcome one day no matter what
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Absolutely beautiful. What truths in this. i am very moved by it. Yes, religion is the priblem. Not the Truths of the Light
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So true my friend.
Warmest wishes.
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