Warriors of Nation
They are dragging the funeral,
And conferring their itch
With dreams to fade foe.
These are the lion hearted heroes
Of mother earth.
They are walking on the roads of thrones,
Where entry and exit is to God
With ardent desire to protect
each and every soul,
This is the uniform of our real heroes.
Their fight is trackless,
Their enemy is reckless,
Their efforts are countless,
May this valarous fate
receives the stroke of luck
They are platting mortal for humankind
These are the real protagonist,
May they receive the strength to usher
the mankind to the robust world.
:-Nayan Chetankumar Shrimal
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