Poem: Bihari

In the heart of Bihar, a Bihari stands tall,
Proud of the past, yet troubled by the fall.
Once a land of glory, now struggles abound,
But in the face of hardship, resilience is found.

With talents aplenty, and dreams so grand,
Yet shackled by circumstances, they understand.
The soil of Bihar, once rich and pure,
Now barren, yet hope remains ever sure.

Emotions run deep, like the Ganges’ flow,
But pragmatism guides through highs and lows.
Through the annals of time, Bihar’s story is told,
Of triumphs and trials, of silver and gold.

Yet amidst the chaos, a beacon still shines,
For Biharis endure, through all confines.
With hard work and faith, they pave the way,
For a brighter tomorrow, come what may.

So let the world see Bihar’s might,
For in its people, there’s endless light.
Though challenges persist, hope’s flame burns strong,
In the heart of every Bihari, where they belong.