1947 - Shackles Unchained

By Yash Desai

The blizzard’s finally over, 

The tyranny is overcome. 

At last, we’ve reached the summit, 

With every mind left numb 

The people sing, rejoicing, 

A hard-fought battle won, 

Their legacy prevented 

from being overrun 

The revolutionaries are honoured, 

Their spirit immortalized 

Their bravery never deterring 

Their stubborn dreams realized 

We commemorate this day, 

and all the years before, 

For that’s what made us who, incognito, we are today, What makes our country soar 

As time passes on, 

We can surely infer 

Whether for the worse or the better, 

several changes would occur 

Amidst all these reforms 

The country would prosper or be unstable, but despite all odds, 

its success would be inevitable

By Yash Desai