A Nation's Beat

In the heart of the East, where history unfolds,

India's tale, a tapestry of stories told.

From the Himalayan peaks to oceans wide,

A nation's spirit, in diversity, resides.

Kashmir's valleys, adorned in snow,

A symphony of cultures, a vibrant show.

Punjab's fields, where the mustard blooms,

Golden harvests, nature's sweet perfumes.

Rajasthan's deserts, a canvas of sand,

Camels trek across this ancient land.

Gujarat's coast, where the lions roam,

Stories etched in every temple dome.

Maharashtra's hustle in Mumbai's street,

Bollywood dreams and rhythmic beat.

Goa's beaches, where the waves embrace,

A tranquil escape, a sunlit space.

Karnataka's gardens in Bangalore's grace,

Silicon Valley's tech-savvy chase.

Tamil Nadu's temples, rich in history,

Chennai's shores, a sea of mystery.

Kerala's backwaters, a serene delight,

God's Own Country, bathed in twilight.

Andhra Pradesh's fields of green,

Telangana's rhythms, a dance unseen.

Odisha's temples, ancient and grand,

Land of temples, on sacred sand.

West Bengal's culture, a vibrant spree,

Kolkata's soul, resilient and free.

Assam's tea gardens, where rivers flow,

Seven Sisters' beauty, in the Northeast glow.

Bihar's legacy, where empires rise,

Jharkhand's hills, under azure skies.

Uttar Pradesh's grandeur, in history's embrace,

The Ganges' flow, a sacred trace.

Madhya Pradesh's heartland, in jungles vast,

Tigers roam, a shadowy contrast.

Chhattisgarh's landscapes, an untamed frontier,

Jagdalpur's colors, a tribal cheer.

Jammu and Kashmir, in mountainous might,

Ladakh's silence, a celestial flight.

Haryana's fields, where valor is sown,

Delhi's echoes, a city's grown.

Arunachal Pradesh, in the sunrise's gleam,

Sikkim's peaks, where dreams redeem.

Meghalaya's clouds, where raindrops fall,

Nagaland's hills, a tribal call.

Manipur's lakes, in nature's hand,

Mizoram's hills, where echoes stand.

Tripura's palaces, in cultural blend,

A kaleidoscope that doesn't end.

Rising from the Bay, the Andamans' shore,

Nicobar's whispers, tales of yore.

India's tapestry, a quilt so vast,

A symphony of present and past.

From state to state, in unity's art,

A nation's beat, the Indian heart.