Children can recite these poems in school on Hindi Day
In most parts of India, there are people who understand Hindi and it is a language that mixes in most dialects. Hindi Day is celebrated every year on 14 September. In 1949, the Constituent Assembly declared Hindi language as the official language of the country. The purpose of celebrating Hindi Day is to awaken the feeling of awareness and respect for the language. In today’s time, people abroad also learn Hindi language separately. On this day, many programs are held from government institutions to colleges and schools like reciting poetry, speech competition. Hindi is not just a language, but it connects people to each other and works to unite Indian culture in one thread. On this day, if there is an event in your child’s school, then the poems of some famous poets of our country can be prepared for them, which he can hear on the occasion of Hindi Day in his school.
There have been many great poets of Hindi literature in our country, whose pen has scattered the pearls of patriotism to love, compassion, valor and inspiration. Which is still no less than an invaluable heritage for people. From Ramdhari Singh Dinkar to Harivansh Rai Bachchan and Subhadra Kumari Chauhan, poets have written poems with their pen which will be like an invaluable treasure in the world of literature from generation to generation. Let’s see some famous poems.
‘Pen, write about his glory today’
Ramdhari Singh Dinkar’s poem ‘Kalam Aaj His Jai Bol’ is also taught in school books. This poem shows patriotism and the valor of the heroes of our country.
- Kalam, today his Jai Bol, Jal Bones Bests, Chitkai in which the spark, which has climbed on the virtue, bail the neck without taking it on the virtue. Pen, write about his glory today..
- The one who was extinguished in our storms, someday, he did not open affection. Pen, write about his glory today..
- Whose red crests, spewing hundred light directions, whose lion has been scared, so far. Pen, write about his glory today..
- The blind dazzle kills, what is the history poor, Sakhi is a Sakhi, the Sun Chandra Geography Astronomy Kalam of his glory, today his Jai Bol.
Harivansh Rai Bachchan’s poem ‘Nisha Nimatran’
- “Nisha Niman”
The day quickly gets caught, there is no night in the path, the floor is not far away… This thinking is also a tired day’s panth. The day increases quickly. - Children will be in anticipation, peeping through the lows… This meditation is how much fickleness of sparrows in the pay. The day increases quickly.
- Who is able to meet me? Should I be a fickle interest? This question relaxes the post, filling in the ur. The day increases quickly.
Subhadra Kumari Chauhan’s poem ‘Rani of Jhansi’
- “Queen of Jhansi”
The throne was shaken by the dynasties, there was a new youth in the old India too, everyone had to know the price of lost freedom, everyone had decided to do far Firangi. - Shine in the sun, that sword was old, we had heard the story of Bundele Harbols, she was a lot of masculinity, she was a queen of Jhansi
The poem of Agnayya ‘This Deep Akela’
- This lamp is alone affectionate… It is a proud madamata, but give it to the line too.
- This is the people-who will sing the song which will sing again? The submarine-this pearl will bring the truth again?
- This Samidha-Such a fire will be sustained. This unique-this is mine-I am immersed myself…
- This lamp, alone, affection is full of proud madamata, but give it to the line too.
- This is honey-the era of Mahana Ki Mahana-Panchaya This Goras-Jeevan-Kamadhenu’s nectar-port
- Give this sprout-sprouting to Ravi, this nature, self-proclaimed, Brahma, Ayut, give it to Shakti.
- This lamp, alone, affection is full of proud madamata, but give it to the line too.
- This is not the belief, who shives the pain, whose depth he himself measured the depth
- In the blurred bitter tam of kutsa, humiliation, disobedience, it is always disgusting, anxious, attached,
- Vyamba-bahu, it adopted this chirp. Curious, enlightened, always revered, give it to devotion
- This lamp, alone, affection is full of proud madamata, but give it to the line too.
Suryakant Tripathi Nirala ‘She Breaking Stone’
- “Breaking stone”
I saw him on the path of Allahabad - She breaks stones, no shady, tree is the one who is sitting under which she is accepted, bound puberty
- Nat Nayan dear, karma-karma mind, guru hammer hand, repeated attacks… in front of Taru-Malika Atalika, Prakara
- It was climbing incense, summer day, divine form, scorching heat, cotton as burning ground, thunder chingin, often dupahar, that breaks stone.
- Look at me, once I looked at that building, snatched …… .. I saw no one, I saw that from the point of view, who did not cry, the punishment is a comfortable sitar.
- I heard that I was not heard, after a moment, that trembling sugar, Sikar fell from his forehead, said again in the absorpted deeds…
“I break the stone”
These poems hold a high place in Hindi literature and maybe everyone must have hummed or read them. On the occasion of Hindi Day, you can get any one of these poems prepared for your children.