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Democracy's Dance
In the land where the peacock reigns,
Amidst vibrant colors, hopes and strains,
Lies a tale of ballots and voices profound,
In the heart of democracy, where dreams abound.
In the bustling streets and dusty lanes,
Where myriad stories etch their stains,
The loksabha election of twenty twenty-four,
Unfolds its drama, like never before.
Campaigns ablaze with promises bright,
Echoes of speeches in the day and night,
Candidates march, with fervor they plea,
For the power to shape the nation's decree.
The voting lines, a symbol of might,
Where every voice merges, in the fight,
For a future that's just, and truly free,
For the soul of the nation, in unity.
The ballot boxes, guardians of choice,
Echo the nation's diverse voice,
In the sanctum of democracy's embrace,
Lies the essence of India's grace.
As the sun sets on election day's flame,
And the nation awaits its electoral frame,
In the chambers of power, a new tale begins,
For democracy's dance forever wins.
Amidst vibrant colors, hopes and strains,
Lies a tale of ballots and voices profound,
In the heart of democracy, where dreams abound.
In the bustling streets and dusty lanes,
Where myriad stories etch their stains,
The loksabha election of twenty twenty-four,
Unfolds its drama, like never before.
Campaigns ablaze with promises bright,
Echoes of speeches in the day and night,
Candidates march, with fervor they plea,
For the power to shape the nation's decree.
The voting lines, a symbol of might,
Where every voice merges, in the fight,
For a future that's just, and truly free,
For the soul of the nation, in unity.
The ballot boxes, guardians of choice,
Echo the nation's diverse voice,
In the sanctum of democracy's embrace,
Lies the essence of India's grace.
As the sun sets on election day's flame,
And the nation awaits its electoral frame,
In the chambers of power, a new tale begins,
For democracy's dance forever wins.
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