Poem 20-Indian Independence

the state rose,

without any arrows,

how british force!!!

there are more roars,

More taxes appeared,

Also the locals feared,

even in the salt,

they are default,

But there are some braves,

independence their craves;

Only by phrase,

they hate to chase,

By Some leaders speech,

Everyone Impeach,

notifications reach,

For british it is breach;

Made Detain Leaders;

even though they are defiers,

Finally,A dawn came,

Were British forgot there name,

A big victory,

What india’s enemies worry,

tricolor first hosted,

All indian Boasted!!!

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