THE GREAT INDIAN SOUL

jvl narasimha rao

I am not a heap of dry grass
To be burnt by a match stick
I am the great Indian soul
Which is as stupendous
And beautiful as the snow capped
Silvery Himalayas which have
Stood the test of time
And imperishable ,indestructible
Indescribable but admirable
But never to be conquered

  • Author: JVL NARASIMHA RAO (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 13th, 2010 03:35
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 38
  • User favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy.
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

✔ Receive the ebook in seconds ✔ 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments2

  • Cheeky Missy

    Sweet. I love this one. Remain strong, yet tender, unconquerable, resilient, and....sweet?

  • jvl narasimha rao

    Dear Ms Cheeky, Thank you very much for your interest in my poems
    yours sincerely,
    JVL



To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.