Dr. Raghavendra Kumar Tripathi Raghav–
In land of Jallianwala Bagh,
a haunted day hidden.
Where English demons,
drank blood of children.
This garden watered by martyr’s pride.
Where love for the nation did not hide.
They faced the bullets,
they faced the hanging rope.
But freedom’s lovers
never gave up on hope.
Slowly-slowly Amritsar’s fire, spread wide and far.
Our country breaking one by one, every slavery bar.
Blood was spilled, yet voices rose,
“Inquilab Zindabad!” they chose.
Freedom came with loss and pain.
But here some cries still remain.
Our tricolour flies boldly high and high in the sky.
Time is happy and say to everyone do or die.