OUR BRAVE HEROES OUR BELOVED SOLDIERS

Underneath this great sheet of snow
Our brothers, the pride of this nation
Many we know and many we don’t
These are the tales of Siachen soldiers

In these bewildering moments of chaos
There remains a hope to see them alive
Through years of their toil and nature’s fry
These men of pride beneath the glaciers

As the nation prays and eyes fixed
The tears will melt the snow,
We will see their faces and its glow
As the mysticism begins to take its shape

We are with you as our hearts and minds
Begin to feel the despair and pain
The pages drawn from their diaries
Of the nights and days amidst nature fury

Our pages will remember, the moments
Travel we will with you as you will never die
The tales of your endeavour and time
The shared glimpses of laughter and pain

All in there, with them, the Siachen soldiers
Flowers will bloom in that place where you lay
This nation will not forget its pride
Siachen you will always remain

Trapped in our corridors of minds
Tales of its inhabitants and the journey
Perhaps in time, we will discover more
The moments that crafted, the beauty
Sprinkled exuberance and its perfume

The eyes will never surrender its tears
The hearts will never surrender its hope
You will remain with us
Tales of Siachen and its soldiers….

Asim Khan