What could be a better medium of expression than literature? No wonder great poets used it to make their words live forever. Let’s take a look at some of such patriotic poetic pieces.

Literature is a reflection of culture for any country, and India surely has a diverse culture that poets and authors have beautifully captured. When it comes to patriotism, the way poets like Rabindranath Tagore, Sarojini Naidu, Harivansh Rai Bachchan etc. have talked about this emotion in their patriotic poetic pieces is incredible and has never failed to give us goosebumps. We wonder what it would be like to hear these pieces when they were written. They must have inspired everyone to fight for their country and its pride. Reading literature is the best way to dive into history, and we have come across pieces that talk about the importance of freedom, revolt, and expression.

We all remember reciting poems in school during the republic and independence day, and that feeling of being filled with pride, love, and admiration for your country is like no other. We can’t deny that it comes from within, but the pens of these poets have never failed to teach us to embrace freedom. From teaching us not to submit to oppression to embracing the beauty of freedom, some poetic pieces have made their mark on us. Let’s take a look at some unforgettable pieces.

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Here are some poems that never fail to ignite the fire of patriotism in us:

The gift of India by Sarojini Naidu

“Is there aught you need that my hands withhold,
Rich gifts of raiment or grain or gold?
Lo! I have flung to the East and West
Priceless treasures torn from my breast,
And yielded the sons of my stricken womb
To the drum-beats of duty, the sabres of doom.

Gathered like pearls in their alien graves
Silent they sleep by the Persian waves,
Scattered like shells on Egyptian sands,
They lie with pale brows and brave, broken hands,
They are strewn like blossoms mown down by chance
On the blood-brown meadows of Flanders and France.

Can ye measure the grief of the tears I weep
Or compass the woe of the watch I keep?
Or the pride that thrills thro’ my heart’s despair
And the hope that comforts the anguish of prayer?
And the far sad glorious vision I see
Of the torn red banners of Victory?

When the terror and tumult of hate shall cease
And life be refashioned on anvils of peace,
And your love shall offer memorial thanks
To the comrades who fought in your dauntless ranks,
And you honour the deeds of the deathless ones
Remember the blood of thy martyred sons!”

Let My Country Awake by Rabindra Nath Tagore

“Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action –
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.”

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna by Ram Prasad Bismil

“Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamare dil mein hai
Dekhna hai zor kitna baazu-e-qaatil mein hai

Aye watan Karta nahin kyun doosra kuch baat-cheet
Dekhta hun main jise woh chup teri mehfil mein hai
Aye shaheed-e-mulk-o-millat main tere oopar nisaar
Ab teri himmat ka charcha ghair ki mehfil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Waqt aanay dey bata denge tujhe aye aasman
Hum abhi se kya batayen kya hamare dil mein hai
Khainch kar layee hai sab ko qatl hone ki ummeed
Aashiqon ka aaj jumghat koocha-e-qaatil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamare dil mein hai

Hai liye hathiyaar dushman taak mein baitha udhar
Aur hum taiyyaar hain seena liye apna idhar
Khoon se khelenge holi gar vatan muskhil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamare dil mein hai

Haath jin mein ho junoon katt te nahi talvaar se
Sar jo uth jaate hain voh jhukte nahi lalkaar se
Aur bhadkega jo shola-sa humare dil mein hai
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamare dil mein hai

Hum to ghar se nikle hi the baandhkar sar pe kafan
Jaan hatheli par liye lo barh chale hain ye qadam
Zindagi to apni mehmaan maut ki mehfil mein hai
rahaa hai baar baar
Kya tamannaa-e-shahaadat bhi kisee ke dil mein hai
Dil mein tuufaanon ki toli aur nason mein inqilaab
Hosh dushman ke udaa denge humein roko na aaj
Duur reh paaye jo humse dam kahaan manzil mein hai”

Azadi ka geet by Harivansh Rai Bachchan

“Ham aise aazaad, hamara jhanda hai baadal,

Chandi, sone, heere, moti se sajati gudiyan,
Inse aatankit karne ki beet gayi ghadiyan,
Inse saj dhaj baitha karte jo hain kathputle
Hamane tode abhi fainki hain bedhi hathkadiyan.

Parampara gat purkhon ki hamane jagrit ki phir se
Utha sheesh par rakha hamane him kireet ujjawal
Ham aise aazaad hamara jhanda hai baadal.

Chandi here moti se sajawa chhate,
Jo apne sir dharvaate the vo ab sharmate
Phoolkaari barsaane waali toot gayi duniya
Vajaron ke waahan ambar mein nirbhay gehraate.

Indrrayudh bhi ek baar himmat se ote’,
Chhatra hamara nirmit karte saath koti kartal,
Ham aise aazaad hamara jhanda hai baadal

Lohe Ke Mard by Ramdhari Singh Dinkar

“Purush veer balwaan
Desh ki shaan
Hamare naujawan
Ghayal ho kar aaye hain.

Kehte hain, ye pushp, deep
Akshat kyon laaye ho?

Hammen kaamna nahin suyash-vistaar ki,
Phulon ke haaro ki, jai-jaikaar ki.

Tadap rahi ghayal, swadesh ki shaan hai,
Seema par sankat mein Hindustan hai.

Le jaayo aarti, pushp, pallav hare,
Le jaayo ye thaal modkon se bhare.

Tilak chada mat aur hriday mein hoonk do,
De sakte ho to goli bandook do.

Happy Republic day!

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