independence day poems Archive

Indepedence Day

Posted July 25, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana


The tea went in the sea
It started with a Big Bang
Brave men longed to be free
long before the bell rang

The war took its toll
though battles were won
Liberty was the goal
of almost everyone

In order to form a perfect union
The preamble was written
as they offered a communion
before the soldiers were smitten

Ideals stood firm in the revolution,
some have been lost along the way,
as democracy is another evolution.
Nothing’s louder than Independence Day

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Truth Spoken

Posted July 25, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana
On the cross, hangs my King,
Beaten, bruised, not broken.
By His blood, I am made clean,
My heart cleaned, changed, and open.
Defeating the grave, giving me life,
To Him be glory, praise, devotion.
My life now a living sacrifice,
Serving, loving, truth spoken.
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Bedlam in Burbia

Posted July 24, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

The fireflies were still out
just before sunrise
should have known something was wrong
When even the morning doves didn’t sing their song

The morbid popping sounds in the distance
Of left over pyrotechnic disturbance
hackneyed excitement turned excrement
floating down to the square miswatered lawns
That finds itself firmly uneducating
the late July sky

Never before has black gun powder
Ever unleashed a sound scarier
As my brow scrunched and my head cocked
I stepped out of the shower
went and peeked out my door unlocked

To my horror I stood by shell-shocked
As my eyes blurred and my jaw dropped
a harbinger of slashing fierce pit bull terrier
mercilessly shredding a young child by instinct behavior

As my shower towel fell
that moment when sonic sound stands still
Seems the newly purchased “Lord Byron”
is not what he seems,
Resonating residential urban echoing screams

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21 days to freedom

Posted July 24, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

Two numbers that can change a memory.
A human brain needs time to change,
like the cycle of the moon
or sand falling through glass,
we require twenty-one days.

A cigarette burns like a beacon,
it removes doubt and muddles your mind,
it strokes your inner thoughts and whispers,
Oh so gently into your ear,
this life is just a little drag.

That shot glass fits finger and thumb,
like picking up a part that has fallen off.
It’s sweet innards carry us away from here,
to a reality that needs no coping,
a place where we are equal
even in our daughters eyes.

A change of attitude turns slowly,
the meek bloom from extinguished self doubt,
a feel of real worth bathes their fears
washing them away forever,
a new man, a new start.

Twenty-one days later
the cigarette is cancer on a stick
the shot glass is a bullet in your hand,
A brain can be reprogrammed.

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Posted July 19, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

“Better than Heaven or Arcadia
I love thee, O my India!
And thy love I shall give
To every brother nation that lives.
God made the Earth;
Man made confining countries
And their fancy-frozen boundaries…”

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Independence Day

Posted July 19, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

“Is there ought you need that my hands withhold,
Rich gifts of raiment or grain or gold?
Lo ! I have flung to the East and the West
Priceless treasures torn from my breast,
And yielded the sons of my stricken womb
To the drum-beats of the duty, the sabers of doom…..” 

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Anguilla Day! We say

Posted July 18, 2014 By Raj Shekhar Rana

Anguillians gather around to celebrate
Anguilla’s Independence Day
Or, our freedom I should say
We pay homage to our country
As the children run and play
With pic-nics, barbeques,boatracing
And fire works in the air

The flag we own
Is proudly flown
To show how much we care
We march head high
And salute the sky
But not just the flag we apply
For without God by our side
we could of truly died

My fellow Anguillians stand firm and strong
Because this our day will never go wrong
Lets shout hurray! hurray!
For its Anguilla Day! We say.

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