Election Days Poem by Mohammad Muzzammil

As the country gears up for the election,
The air is filled with anticipation,
For the power to choose our leaders,
And make our voices heard loud and clear.

The campaign trail is a bustling scene,
With rallies, speeches, and slogans keen,
The candidates with their promises and plans,
To make a better India, a better land.

The symbols of the parties wave high,
As supporters chant and cheer with a cry,
The energy and enthusiasm abound,
As the fate of the nation goes round and round.

From the hills to the plains, from the north to the south,
The people exercise their democratic mouth,
To choose the ones who will represent,
And steer the nation towards development.

And when the day of counting comes,
The nation holds its breath and hums,
As the results trickle in with suspense,
And the nation's fate takes a new sense.

For in the end, it's the people's verdict,
That decides the course and the merit,
Of the ones who will govern and lead,
And the future of the nation that they'll breed.

So let's cherish our democracy with pride,
And exercise our right with a sense of guide,
To choose the ones who will represent,
And make India a better land, a better end.