My dear Soldiers
Oh! Defenders of borders
You are great sons of my land
When we are all asleep
You still hold on to your deed
Windy season or snowy days
Or scorching sun's sweltering
rays
You are there guarding all the
time awake
Treading the lonely expanses as
yogis
Climbing the heights or striding
the valleys
Defending the deserts or
guarding the marshes
Surveillance in seas and by
securing the air
Prime of your youth given to the
nation!!
Wind chimes of my land vibrate
The Vision
I climbed and climbed
Where is the peak, my Lord?
I ploughed and ploughed,
Where is the knowledge treasure, my Lord?
I sailed and sailed,
Where is the island of peace, my Lord?
Almighty, bless my nation
With vision and sweat resulting into happiness
A.P.J. Abdul Kalam
Where are we?
Where are we now, dear friends,
In the Maha Sabha that shapes as history,
The call of heart beats of Indian people,
People ask us, people ask us;
Oh! Parliamentarians, the sculptors of Mother India,
Lead us unto light, enrich our lives.
Your righteous toil, is our guiding light,
If you work hard, we all can prosper.
Like King, so the people,
Nurture great thoughts, rise up in actions,
May righteous methods be your guide;
May you all prosper ever with Almightys grace.
A.P.J. Abdul Kalam
Soaring Dream
Fabulous air show of Paris in motion
My thought too in flight and yearns for my Nation
When will the planes designed in my land
Pierce the sky as lightening in action
And gracefully land as angels in full boom
All to the envy of spellbound spectators
Yes we can !!
When we are united in action and addicted to deeds
Sky cant be limit for my nation in action !!
A.P.J. Abdul Kalam
I am the Indian Ocean
Surge of my waves and their mystical themes
Embracing Bombay and Dar-es in hold
We all belong to the cradle of earth
Same human civilization pervades us all
Generations of life in these lands were like waves
Rising and falling and melting in time baobabs and
Banyans stood witness to these cycles
Bondage of slavery and foreigners yoke
Are gone with the past and power now to people
Gandhiji and Nyereres nobility and soul strength
Got thy the freedom, and now you have a mission
Enlightened youths, now you have to sweat
For making thy people prosperous and happy
For ye are the greatest hope, for this part of globe
A.P.J. Abdul Kalam
moon night
From my creator.
Shaken, bewildered and wondered
The echo engulfed me and my race
"You, the human race is the best of my
creation
You will live and live.
You give and give till you are united,
In human happiness and pain.
My bliss will be born in you
Love is the mission of humanity,
You will see every day in Life Tree
You learn and learn
My best of creations."
Beautiful morning it was,
Sun radiating, driving away the clouds
Parrots and Kokilas were at their
musical flight
We the yellow heaven group entered
Flower garden of Asiad
Roses were in their splendour
Radiating beauty in White and Crimson
Bowing to the dawn of sun
We walked and walked, our feet on the
green
pray for love.
Yet others build walls to enclose
orchards,
Endeavouring to find ways to fulfill
hunger.
A few others build rock walls - to make a
home,
It is their mission to serve humanity and
nature.
I build no walls, to confirm to joy or
sorrow;
To sacrifice or achieve, or to gain or lose,
I just grow flowers on all open spaces,
And float lilies on ponds and rivers.
I keep planting trees, for birds to have
nests,
At the dawn of the sun, when morning
breeze blow.
Sun light get filtered through shining
tree leaves,
Birds' flight gives me sense of freedom
