A tribute to the brave souls who risked it all
To liberate our land, they answered the call
Their blood carried the echoes of our native tongue
From vein to lung, their pride forever young
Their ancestry couldn't stomach compromise
For the sake of our nation, they refused to compromise
Embracing the spirituality of our cultural ways
In their hearts and hands, their dedication stays
They were the pioneers with visions like the Luit's surging tides
Even in death, their spirit never subsides
They became invincible soldiers, stained with crimson red
Their martyrdom inspiring, their sacrifice widespread
Their duty to defend our land was never in vain
Midland core with the sound of our own terrain
The lyrical voice of Assam- Doba Mridongo, Khol, Xinga
Uniting our people, ending discord and wrangling
Lying on the bosom of our sacred soil
They breathe the fragrance of our purified land, their toil
Their spirit inspires nationalism, ready to give
Their red blood, but never an inch of our motherland they'll leave.
Hail Mother Assam !
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Author:
Mottakeenur Rehman (
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- Comment from author about the poem: N.B. TheLuit is a mighty river flows through Assam. Doba , Xinga , Mridongo, Khol ~these all are the local cultural instruments of Assam,which clarify the purity of Nation.
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Despite having visited twice to date and intending to again, I know far too little about India .. I intend to learn much more and you have whetted my appetite this very mane my friend .. a poignant and very fine tribute poemed indeed .. Neville
I'm honored that my tribute to India resonated with you, and I hope that you'll have the opportunity to visit again soon and explore more of what this amazing country has to offer.
🙂🙏🙏 I'm so glad to hear that my poem has piqued your interest in India!
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