Tricolour

The tricolour flies,
in the air
from the last breathe of every soldiers
for my India who cared.

The tricolour waved
when we got independence
from the British
& are independent.

The tricolour flies
when a soldier dosen’t die
but becomes eternal
forever in life.

By Samriddha Biswas

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Samriddha Biswas

12 Yrs
Techno India Group Public School Garia, Kolkata

I am really passionate about writing, reading books, making arts and crafts, singing and gardening. I have taken part in several writing competitions and became winners. I also take part in different Olympiads and received prizes.

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