Three colours rise, bold and bright,
In saffron’s strength, we find our light.
White whispers peace through every land,
With truth and hope held hand in hand.
Green breathes life from soil to sky,
A promise that we’ll never let die.
The Ashoka Chakra spins with grace,
Moving forward, we find our place.
This flag is more than cloth and thread,
It’s every dream our forebears bled.
O Tiranga, you soar above,
A timeless tale of grit and love.
My flag, my pride, forever high,
You are the soul of Bharat’s sky.
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