The Man On The Tricolor-ed Bike

The Man On The Tricolor-ed Bike

A Poem by June Fowler
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This is a poem based on the fact that many Muslims who r born and brought up here r not patriotic and have a divided mentality which I think is wrong. Hope u like this poem of mine.

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Have u ever seen a mo-bike
The one that's painted
Eye-catching in three?
Its painted tri-clored,
Orange, White and Green!

Have u seen its rider?
Silent, quiet and strange.
A soft smile plays on his lips,
He has dancing brown eyes,
On his head he wears a simple cap
of yellow corn,
From - neath peep long black curling locks,
That rest on solders straight and broad.
His countenance is serene, so noble and pure,
His beard  long and black, reminds you of the men of old!

His dressing is quire,
His walk upright,
His bearing royal and a simplicity in his attire.
A long grey kurta which has many pockets, 
Above an ankle-high loose white pajama,
And leather sandals on his feet;
A serenity in his countenance and 
A purity in his simplicity.

A tenderness in his nature,
A softness in his speech.
A gentle touch has he,
Though his hands are rough;
His teeth sparkle like the pearls,
Which one may see when he smiles!

His height is like a sturdy tree,
To which many a vein entwine!
He rides this funny bike
That has the tricolor personified!

What does he want to tell every one?
Why has he colored his bike thus?
He only wants the world to know
He loves his mother-land INDIA !


So, all Indians like brothers and sisters be,
Forget about races, cast or creed,
Keep religion on the shelf of individuality, please!
What counts most is that we are ONE!
And dividing us is just not done.

He will die defending his mother-land,
Defending her honor till the very end!
Then he will lay himself in the sand,
Rather than betray his Mother-land!

Thus advertises this simple man,
Of feelings deep and pure,
Like every one of us,
Muslims here love India too!

S.J. Fowler.




© 2014 June Fowler



Author's Note

June Fowler
Kindly keep an open mind when u read this poem!

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Beautiful and amazing words.
"So, all Indians like brothers and sisters be,
Forget about races, cast or creed,
Keep religion on the shelf of individuality, please!
What counts most is that we are ONE!
And dividing us is just not done."
I agree with the above lines. We must look at each others as equals. When we learn. Every life had value. Will be a better world. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry. I like how you used the colors.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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It is good that there are Muslims who feel part of the Motherland and not partitioned from it by politics and idle profits.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Nicely written poem on national integration.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Beautiful and amazing words.
"So, all Indians like brothers and sisters be,
Forget about races, cast or creed,
Keep religion on the shelf of individuality, please!
What counts most is that we are ONE!
And dividing us is just not done."
I agree with the above lines. We must look at each others as equals. When we learn. Every life had value. Will be a better world. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry. I like how you used the colors.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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