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The Siachen Roses
The Siachen Roses
"When you go home tell them of us
and say, for your tomorrow We gave our today."
Salute to you brother.. salute to you brother..
In train I saw you in general compartments.
I saw you in the armored battle green truck.
My land's virtue's your patriotic deeds..
Even in disasters, your outstretched arms helped lots
So safe I am, insecure is your life there.
You left your family with a passion of military service
And you are in borders in minus degrees
Praiseworthy heroes at the peaks.
Born to win for my brothers and sisters..
Dare to safeguard the cultural diversity,
Around the clock ready to act
At the top of the great Himalayas..
Immobile snow at close to the clouds
Beauty of the Mountains leads to the heaven.
It is a far cry from valleys to Siachen.
Bad signs,screaming vultures behind hill pigeons
Snowflakes tripping over bottlebrush trees
Safe not you are.. as the mines in lane.
Shrieking sounds the Patton tanks and bullets
But in each step have you to keep forward.
Hairpin bends and steeply climbs
Sleepless night outlandish survivals
Snowstorms sobbing in the crown of earth
missing many regiments in ruthless avalanches.
Among them you also fallen down in a crevasse
The highest battle field in freezing wilderness
Shimmering dusk stars real witness is the sky
As “Shooting stars” you drifted from crew
Some are clinging to life on chilling bergs
Frozen blood in wounds without pain
Nerves are crushed, blood vessels are constricted
Tattered baggage and infantry's on shoulders
Alas ! You exhaled out final squeezing air.
Snow cap closed your flashing eyes
“The white glaciers” gulp down brave hearts.
In your blood mountains cloned “the Siachen roses.”
In your blood mountains cloned “the Siachen roses”.
With them your noble soul light up forever..
With them your noble soul light up forever..
For martyred soldiers there is a solemn ceremony
The corpses wrapped in boxes in the tricolor flag
Paying homage another regiment marching sounds
Patriotic waves boost up every hearts
With wreath of roses at “Amar jawan Jyoti”
Vinodkumarv
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"When you go home tell them of us
and say, for your tomorrow We gave our today."
Salute to you brother.. salute to you brother..
In train I saw you in general compartments.
I saw you in the armored battle green truck.
My land's virtue's your patriotic deeds..
Even in disasters, your outstretched arms helped lots
So safe I am, insecure is your life there.
You left your family with a passion of military service
And you are in borders in minus degrees
Praiseworthy heroes at the peaks.
Born to win for my brothers and sisters..
Dare to safeguard the cultural diversity,
Around the clock ready to act
At the top of the great Himalayas..
Immobile snow at close to the clouds
Beauty of the Mountains leads to the heaven.
It is a far cry from valleys to Siachen.
Bad signs,screaming vultures behind hill pigeons
Snowflakes tripping over bottlebrush trees
Safe not you are.. as the mines in lane.
Shrieking sounds the Patton tanks and bullets
But in each step have you to keep forward.
Hairpin bends and steeply climbs
Sleepless night outlandish survivals
Snowstorms sobbing in the crown of earth
missing many regiments in ruthless avalanches.
Among them you also fallen down in a crevasse
The highest battle field in freezing wilderness
Shimmering dusk stars real witness is the sky
As “Shooting stars” you drifted from crew
Some are clinging to life on chilling bergs
Frozen blood in wounds without pain
Nerves are crushed, blood vessels are constricted
Tattered baggage and infantry's on shoulders
Alas ! You exhaled out final squeezing air.
Snow cap closed your flashing eyes
“The white glaciers” gulp down brave hearts.
In your blood mountains cloned “the Siachen roses.”
In your blood mountains cloned “the Siachen roses”.
With them your noble soul light up forever..
With them your noble soul light up forever..
For martyred soldiers there is a solemn ceremony
The corpses wrapped in boxes in the tricolor flag
Paying homage another regiment marching sounds
Patriotic waves boost up every hearts
With wreath of roses at “Amar jawan Jyoti”
Vinodkumarv
vblueinkpot
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The Siachen Roses
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