#WritcoPoemChallenge
The tricolour unfurls in all its glory,
Dancing on the free winds,
Of a blue sky.

The air of my patriotism drizzles on my face,
This valiant lady has the blaze of patriotism running inside,
That flame has made her the proudest daughter of the glorious mother "BHARAT MATA".
A mother who fought for her life inspite of being entrapped in the hands of the wicked,
A mother who showed immense resilience while being the target of the Devil's own luck.
The loss of her valiant sons ripped her heart with pain,
She was left in a vegetative state yet she fought with all the brawn to avenge the loss of her sons.
And I the proud daughter of a proud mother vows...