He landed on the soil of America
A cheering crowd he beheld
A man of vision they perceived
A legend they cheered and hailed.
No leader before him was greeted
The stale, moldy frame disappears
To melt the salty taste of yester years
Now drowned in the aching ages
A star- studded eve at Madison Square
A jam- packed audience hailed
The rising glory of India
That long ago had failed.
An aspiring world leader
Has pledged to create
A brand new India
Lost in the corruption game
The world looks up to this icon
With his revolutionary ideas to build
Good will and benevolent citizens
To heal the ancient wounds…
Scarred by terrorist attacks…
The hope that shines through his eyes
Hails peace and prosperity for all
Crushed under the grindstone of hate
Mauled and devoured by wasps.
~Shobha Diwakar
Jabalpur, India
Without mentioning our Honourable PM’s name you have described this great man who has the courage of calling a spade a spade & who has swept the world off their feet with his words of confidence of raising India to that pinnacle where it should have been ages before but no one seemed to have the daring to do so. Its a very well written poem. Lets all pray for his success & support him for all the good that he plans to do for our Mother Land.