Poems by DFIans

[F-14]

This thread shall be used to post Poems only


The voice of an immortal solider

I clutch my rifle and march on

Without any complaint or any qualms

I believe in my self and my regiment

To me death is better than dishonor

As I march to the tunes that called my Forbears to battle

I seek their blessings to fight and win

But if the situation calls for my life

I shall give it so that my brothers in arms may win the battle for me

I fight for the nation that’s my Mother and the regiment that’s my brother

Even if I fall in battle I know that I shall not be left behind

Even as I here my Last orders as the Last post or the taps

And lay to rest I know that my mother shall take care of my family

As I took care of them

And as time goes on they call me the Sky solider or the immortal solider

For iam the sentry that keeps a vigil on my nations borders even in death

 

[ShyAngel]

Chai cup sai peta hain; plate sai nahe....
Pyar dil sai karta hain; dholat sai nahe......hahaha

 

[F-14]

The journey called life

We all go on journeys

Some happy some sad

But we yet don’t recognize

That we haven’t completed our grandest journey yet

We take it value that we live every day

But doesn’t think that it was just a waypoint in our journey

On this journey of four days we meet many a persons

And stay at many inns.

But the Fun part of this journey is its suspense

We shall never know when our Journey shall end

So till that day keep walking and enjoying the Journey called life

 

[Singh]

Nice poems mate

 

[F-14]

Thank you

An ode of a fallen solider

I answered my nations call when it needed me the most

I fought for her when her Integrity was at risk

For me no risk is graver or bigger than the risk that my nation faces

For her I joined and for her I fight for she is the one I love the most

I ask of you noting bigger ho my people then to give me the respect that I deserve

Even In my final farewell I shall ask only one boon to the almighty.

Ho gods give me one more birth to serve my nation and sleep in her Lap once more

Dedicated
To the civilian and military defense force personnel who gave their lives in the defenses of the nation on 26/11

 

[F-14]

My country

I am the child of a country who has changed the world

My land is filled with chirping birds and rolling hills

Guarded by the Himalayas in the north

And washed by the Indian Ocean in the south

Draped in fertility and wearing 7 of the greatest rivers as her jewels

She stands proud in all her splendor and glory

Blind are those who criticize her for they don’t see her in true sprit

She is the abode of traditions that are as old as human kind it self

She is the grate mother of the world who taught the world to count and to speak

Her philosophies still shape the world that we know

A land of grate heroes and saints

Who showed the world the path of righteousness and dedication to duty

A land that turned conquers in to her children

A land which embraced all the cultures that flowed in to her

Just as the sea excepts all the rivers that flow in to it

She is a land of striking contrast that gives her a distinct charm

Above all she is my mother land INDIA

 

[Pintu]

Great going on my friend , please continue and post more. Great work.

Regards

 

[F-14]

The Madras regiment

We are the madrasis of the Madras regiment

We have fought from assey to El al amine

We are the men of the south where we sing the songs of valiant kings and martyrs

We take inspiration from the stories of the cholas cheras and the zamorins

We are the madrasis of the madras regiment

In defense of our motherland we shall go any where and do any thing

Always remembering the battles of colachel and that of Burma

So ahead we march holding the Flag of our nation and our colors

In the Highest regard and we fight for the Land and ashes of our forefathers

 

[F-14]

Childhood

Ah Childhood the golden period

No tensions no worries just joy

Slumbers and Dreams galore

For there no time as such

Then comes school

Teachers and books ho god

Exams and games

Holidays and planes

Seems like a struggle but is a chore

Then comes teens that’s when at the doorstep of a transition

Childhood leaves you with a glinting eye and smile

As if to say that it was fun

But for sure it lives on in our memories

As a sweet memory till the last day

 

[F-14]

Gen Y

Gen y we are the Gen y

We ask questions and seek answers

We ridicule the previous generation’s thoughts

We do things our way and the way we want to

Not the way the others want us to do

We were traumatized by wars

And bought up by revolutions

We give new twist to old things

And call it remixes

To us equal are both genders

And free is the mind to wander

We create cultures that are totally the Polar opposites

We are National and International at the same time

We believe in living life king size

We have twisted languages and styles

And now we are the ones leading the next big revolution

That’s us for you in a nut shell

 

[F-14]

My dad

I have a person to who I will be Indebted to all my life .

A person who works hard and tirelessly to support his family

He has toiled all his life but still calmly understates what he has done

His is a big shoe to fill and big name to keep.

In which endeavor I doubt myself.

I am very proud to have him for my father

I find words incapable to describe him

He is a person who I look up to

As my mentor, as my friend

Many people have said that I will out do him

But I don’t think so for he is a person of unmatched stature and persona

Who I can only see and be a mute spectator of

That grate person is my dad.

 

[F-14]

Memories

Memories of a childhood that went by
Memories of a school time that molded us
Memories of a teenage that made us
Memories of a collage that charted our future
Memories of a Holiday that we loved
Memories of a love that shall never come back
Memories of a motherland that we miss
Memories of a rain that came and went
Memories of a life half spent
Memories of memories to come
Memories of a life to go
And memories of memories that not go

 

[F-14]

Ode of the Highlanders

On the wind swept hills and the shores of the Highest Loch

We live in spirit and flesh

The masteries of our lands confided to us through Generations

In our bagpipes and kilts we carry forth the traditions

Our way of life has been lost and yet preserved

Our men fight with bravery next to mythical figures

The wonders of our lands are mesmerizing and our music hauntingly wonderful

No matter where you are once you come to the Scottish highlands

You shall never forget it or the people of that land

 

[F-14]

My mother

I would be half empty with out you

For you are the one that Guides me

If only words could express our bonds

We find differences and similarities between us

But still bind together

To others you might be my Mother

But to me you are my friend

I can keep writing about you for an eternity

But still never find enough pages to end writing about you

How can I repay the Debt that I owe you ?

I know that I can’t pay you in kind

But I shall try to pay it in my love to you

Because it is the only way I know to

 

[F-14]

Collage

There is a magic in the word Collage

There is an Image in the word collage

The cold days and the hot coffee

A place that makes you a rebel

A place that makes you a lover

Where Idiots become stars and mad men become geniuses

But a place that makes a Teacher say “What the hell is this”

Elections and education go hand in hand

A place where tomorrow is born and today turns guard

A place where teens turn to Youngsters and youngster to adults

A place brimming with Ideas and the Cradle of revolutions and revelations

But at the End some memories stay on as a generations passes the torch to the next

And so the saga goes on it is time

For a new set of madmen and Idiots to take the stage

To play their part in the eternal play called collage



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[raghavi]

you are still writing poems great!!!! i liked that memories one alot ..... do continue ......

 

[F-14]

Ho my motherland

there isnt one moment that i dont think about you

as far way as you are from me

that close you are to me

i know that you miss me as much i miss you

on cold nights when i think about you

i feel the wamth of your soil and that of your summers

and when i am drenched in sweat

i can feel that cool breeze that you

send to comfort me

then why is my mother that i cant see you

some times i think that i am banished from your shores

for an eternity

and then when i see you in all your splendour and glory

i wish to stay back in a land that i call my mother

 

[Pintu]

This is simply great F-14, please continue with that Brother

Regards

 

[F-14]

this is the only way I can express my pain of being an NRI seriously it is not all Glitz and glamour here

 

[F-14]

My brother

Congrats bro on your rise in your job

Now you are a big manager and all

Do you remember me at all?

Or have you forgot me

I know you might have

Yesterday a flood gate of memories was opened

The sweet and painful memories that you gifted me

Ever Sinces that apocalyptic phone call

Which “served” the entire bond we had?

Threw me out in the cold still today

I have been empty ever Sinces you left me

It has changed my life a lot

I shall not call you

I shall not talk to you

Because you are not the brother I know

Loving and caring that brother is still with me there for i feel completed