Mopuru’s patriotic poem is about the fearless sentinels, their eyes blazing with patriotism, igniting the nation’s spirit, exclusively for Different Truths.
The goddess of sleep is scared to reach their eyelids. The cold mountains would shiver to comprehend their willpower. If their footsteps are heard, the enemies will feel the fire in their hearts. Their eyes, like thorny fences, constantly guard the borderlines. Their breath turned into a tuneful flute, singing patriotic songs. Though they are defeated at the hands of their enemies sometimes, Though they are physically away from this world, They shine, like the moon with fame soon after sunset. They are not the soldiers, but the selfless lamps, That gets burned in a sacred fire. They are the flying flags of the nation.
Translated from Telugu by Jyothsnaphanija
Picture design by Anumita Roy