Independence: An Acrostic Poem by Kirti V

India, my mother,
Never would I let you down.
Drenched in your warmth,
Empowered I feel and
Pride I take in calling myself your child.
Embracing your diversities has
Nurtured me into a fine individual,
Drowning you are in the waters of hatred,
Enveloped by crime and casteism,
Now, I vouch to free you from these shackles and
Create a better tomorrow and make you
Emerge with all prosperity.

About the Author

A teacher and poet by passion, Kirti has always been been a voracious reader. She loves reciting poems and is a good orator. She honed her poetry skills during the lockdown. Her words have found abode in several anthologies across languages. Tides of Life and From My Pen are her poetry collections which have received some wonderful reviews. She has been awarded by several literary groups for her work.