HV (26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

2014 The March To Delhi

Let us march to Delhi.
But before that let us bathe in the parched waters of Sabarmati.
After that let us rub our souls with the sea salt of Dandi.
Let the salt seep through our pores,
Mix in our blood,
With it carry the soil of the millions who form our lands ends.
Let us become the insignificant epitome of India.
Then we commence the unstoppable March, to Delhi.

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Comments (2)

Very interesting poem, Hardik. Had never heard of this history before, today. Please explain to me what an Ashram is, I do not know. It's amazing how little I know of your India, please enlighten me more with your knowledge through poetry. I enjoy your fascinating descriptions poetically written in a poem. Thank you very much for sharing. RoseAnn
i am thee strong believer and follower of nitish kumar..he is the role model for us...do visit us once and see the difference between the then and now condition of bihar...its a safe and green place now...all by the grace of mr.nitish kumar our honourable chief minister of bihar...he is surely going to win the MISSION 2014...