Gandhi Poems 2f4w2a

My Father Truth was your way of Life. Peace, Love and Unity, Always close, to your heart. Plain, clean simplicity Your power and your armor Gentleness of Ahimsa, Your strength and your weapon You won the war of hatred, With, pure true affection! And smiled away as clear As a shiny simple crystal I worship thee my father. Noble Father of my Nation! I gain hope over despair When I think of your words My dear humble soul That said, Truth is the only truth. I sense love for hatred When I see thy elegant smile I rejoice amid of sorrow, In your picture on the wall. Gods do come down to earth, And live amongst the mankind. I have pride, in witnessing the fact I see God in you my father! But, realizing the truth Hands and heart that Cared for me, are not around Anymore… Makes me cry, at times I tremble, in a throbbing fear! Gandhiji A picture of Truth and nobility you are. A name elevated, near and far. All your life you gave and cared A life you easily won and dared! Your life so precious to us it was, Only a bullet, it took to . A jewel in an ocean so gracious. Was his tread on this land so cautions. Bapuji you was to one and all , Selflessly you left us at mother's call. A sadness in our heart so deep, A saint who brought sunshine to the poor and weak. Glory Of India O land of Central India! Bengal and Bihar fair! O Glorious land of Gujarat With whom shall I compare? Madras! Maharashtra! Saurashtra! And Rajputana great! You all have done your duty In lifting national weight. We Hindu! Jain and Muslim!

Parsi! Jew! Buddhist! Christian! Sikh and Brahmin Children of the east. Purified by Ganges Keep your spirits high And save your dear old India And raise a joyous cry! For so proclaim shastra Where duty is the goal, There victory must be follow To crown the glorious soul. But if we are divided There surely lies our fall In Union lies our safety As known as each and all. Then up United India And make your country bright In doing one's duty There shan't be fear and fright. Mahatma Gandhi O, Apostle of Peace, O, Teachers of co-operation, I, your little child, Offer you my salutation. When we think of you, We Truth and Non-violence, And we cherish your memories, With almost reverence. You taught us with your Charkha, That India will always progress, May you give us strength, And our efforts always bless. You gave our country freedom, And gave us faith and hope, The country of your dreams will work together, As if tied by a divine rope. You, Father of this Nation, Gave our country birth, And generation to come will hardly believe, That people such as you walked the Earth. Gandhiji To our great country, Let u pay homage, Let us all get together, And hear Bapu's message, Hindu, Muslims, Sikhs and Christians, you all are Indians, India is your motherland, And unity is your strength. Saffron, white and green hues, Flutter in the heavenly blues, Love, Peace and Equality, Was his message to humanity, Hear no evil, See no evil, Speak no words untrue, "Satyameva Jayate" Should be your motto too. North, South, East or West,

No matter where you stay, Do your duty come what way, Do it day by day, No ones high, nor anyone low, Let us all barriers of castle throw, And treat all men as equals, Who are God's creations, Like me and you. Little children though we are, Let us all pledge today, With Satya, Ahimsa as our theme, We will fulfill Bapu's dream. Mahatma Gandhi The man of honesty The man of Greatness He is our Mahatma The father of our nation! Born in a family Of Cultured background Grown in a circle Of Loving parents. Honest, truthful and simple Of body so frail yet nimble With heart so big and true With gifts but given to few. Made many mistakes Realized his faults Vowed never to repeat them And never committed them again. Loved his motherland Brought her freedom With the weapon of non-violence And not a drop of blood-shed. Bravely to prison he went Though so old and bent Many a blow did he get Yet never did he fret. With guns and knives, he did not fight Satyagraha was his eternal might India's independence he fought and won Bloodshed and bitterness there was none. Adopted penance and fasting Started the Satyagraha Gave up foreign goods And inspired wearing Khadi. Gandhiji Oh! Great Leader Gandhiji We all call you ‘Bapuji’ Oh! Father of our Nation You made a Sensation When you got us Independence Without any violence Oh! Great Leader Gandhiji You practised law in South-Africa And told the British to Quit India And fought for India’s freedom Without any weapons Oh! Great Leader Gandhiji

You told the Indians to burn Pardeshi and buy Swadeshi To make salt you went to Dandi You made cloth with Khadi We must thank God For this devoted man Whom I every time In my short life span. Our Beloved Bapu He, the saint of Peace and Nonviolence, Taught the world at large; That hatred and violence Bring nothing else but curse, “Rise, awake and shake off the slavery” He called his countrymen, far and near, And lo! The mighty empire shook To quit India for ever. “God is Truth and Truth is God” What he preached and believedThat human race is oneWithout any cast and creed, He, the Father of the Nation, uplifted All “son of God “ from woe, Himself worked and set examples, So that oppression must go His love, piety and kindness, Conquered the heart of people. Without any wealth and kingdom, He was the King of one and all. Evil bullet pierced his body, But not his immortal soul. Let us bow and take pledgehis ideals will always be our goal. Thank you. Mahatma Gandhi MANY MANY YEARS AGO, A MAN WITH A SMALL BUILT, HUMBLE, KIND AND GENEROUS AN ABLE LAWYER BY PROFESSION, THREW AWAY THE COMFORTS OF LIFE; AND MADE SIMPLE LIVING HIS LIFE’S MOTTO A WHITE “DHOTI” WAS ALL THAT HE WORE GREAT BELOVED SON OF INDIA AND THE PEOPLE CALL HIM “MAHATMA”. NEVER DID HE REST IN PEACE DARED THE BRITISH WITH NON-VIOLENCE HE HELP THE POOR AND THE NEEDY; AND INSTILLED IN US PRIDE AND SELF RESPECT BROTHERHOOD WAS HIS SERMON AND AFFECTION FOR THE MASSES HIS HALLMARK IONATELY HE STRUGGLED FOR OUR FREEDOM; AND UNITED US TO BE A PROUD INDIAN NATION. Father Of The Nation His heart was full of love Towards all human beings Himself, he was truth incarnate And gentle like a dove. He travelled East and West

But what was his quest It was for the country's sake It was for the country's best. He freed our country from the foreign yoke In a non-violent way And gave his life for the country's sake Facing the bullet of astray. Hail to the Bapuji Hail, father of all my country men You have left us a great legacy Of truth and sharing with everyone. You look so simple at the spinning wheel yet glory of labour to us you have taught To the teeming hungry millions Hope you have brought. Your noble pain we shall tread And strive to keep our country free From bare and selfish thoughts And any kind of slavery. The Night Of Nights They gathered round him where he lay Upon a bed of dewy flowers : A smile upon his lips did play, His eyes were closed, as one should say It was a sleep of dreamless hours. The anguish and the pain were gone; The light of peace upon him shone. And some did sigh and some did And there were some who stood apart; There is a grief for words too deep – A sorrow that can only creep In silence of a broken heart. And then some men and maidens sang; In solemn tones echoes rang : O Lord of Raghus, Raja Ram! Saviour of sinners, Sita Ram! Ishvara, Allah are thy names Chanted in many a holy psalm. A Poem On Gandhiji It was vacation, and I had nothing to do; I was at home and mummy daddy too; My glance caught a sketch, of an old person; He appeared to be the gentlest under the sun; Strikingly, different was the expression in his Eyes; Suddenly I felt guilty of all my lies; His lips parted in a smile , so pure He left me spellbound that’s for sure “Who is he dad?” was my question “Come on, don’t you know?” “was his reaction He is the one who has set us free; He is the one who has planted the tree; He is the one, who was bold enough; Firm and stubborn but never rough; Truth and non-violence is what he taught Same were the principles for which he fought Preaching and practices for once were the same His deed were worth name and fame I have never seen a soul, so tall; Oh dad; he appears to be the father of all

“You said it, child” said my dad ‘Bapu’ is the name he always had I saw the sketch again and again, His returning smile was my greatest gain, October 2nd was the day my friends That certainly changed my life’s trends The Sacrifice They did not listen; and he prayed That He, the loving Lord of all, Who comforth the poor and weak And saveth those who sin and fall, May lead them to the path of light, And teach them how to live in peace; Or spare him in his weary age, The sight of fratricidal war. And then he fasted – and they came And prayed to him to eat and live; And vowed to be as brothers all. And peace and calm was then restored In fair Calcutta, and again In Delhi, seat of ancient kings. But soon again the gathering clouds Broke in the north and over the wet; And tales of horror shook the land – Murder and fire and ravage grim, And fury 'gainst the young and old – Mother and child and man and maid – And deeds of shame more deep than death. And then he prayed again that He The loving Lord of all the world, His erring children spare, and take Instead him as a sacrifice – So there be peace within the land! There was a band of fiery men, Who thought that he, the best of all The Hindus had, by words of peace Wrought weakness in their fainting hearts, And given to those intent on war Across the border, cause to gloat In triumph o’er their hideous deeds. And so they vowed that he should die – That there be peace within the and. And one of them in secret came, And mingled with the waiting crowd; And as this man of God approached With folded palms to in prayer – Advanced, knelt, kissed his feet–and then, Ere any arm could interpose, Lifted his hand and shot him through Thrice . . . . . The Recipe By T. P. Kailasam Into a bare handful of bones and skin Pour just an ounce or so of flesh and blood; Put in a heart loveful as Sea in flood;

Likewise a mind sea-deep and free from sin, Fix on two jumboo ears,... two goo-goo eyes Paint on a smile of babe at mother's breast, Inclose a soul that caps Himavat's crest; And speaks with tongue which honey's sweet defies; The "stuffing"? Goat's milk, soya-beans and dates, Now, cover to brim with suffering human's years; And bake this dish in gaol for one score years Take out and garnish it with pariah mates, Wrap up in rag, prop up with lithe bamboo And serve; The world Redeemer; Our Bapu. Salutation to the father of the nation O, thou, father of the nation, We owe you salutation. For each and everything that you did; For the cause of the nation and freedom's seed; For the wheel called 'CHARKHA',1 the steering of 'SWADESHI';2 For the drive of 'CHALE JAO',3 to expel 'VIDESHI';4 For the teachings of truth, nonviolence and peace; For the messages of cleanliness & patience against tease. Guided thou, for listening not , seeing not, speaking not an evil; Still one of us only, dared you kill. Gone might be you but not your thoughts; Forever, they'll inspire, like lustrous spots. Therefore, O, thou, father of the nation, We owe you salutation; With lotuses of hearts of a hundred plus crores; From the peak of the Himalayas to the ocean's roars; O, thou father of the nation, We owe you salutation, We owe you salutation. His heart was full of love Towards all human beings Himself, he was truth incarnate And gentle like a dove. He travelled East and West But what was his quest It was for the country's sake It was for the country's best. He freed our country from the foreign yoke In a non-violent way And gave his life for the country's sake Facing the bullet of astray. Hail to the Bapuji Hail, father of all my country men You have left us a great legacy Of truth and sharing with everyone. You look so simple at the spinning wheel yet glory of labour to us you have taught To the teeming hungry millions Hope you have brought. Your noble pain we shall tread And strive to keep our country free From bare and selfish thoughts

And any kind of slavery.