Budding Prime
A country is like a unit from deserts to mountains
All people are in a chain of love to celebrate
Their happiness and pain like whispering fountains
Patriotic spirits take all being real associate

A soldier at guard is always ready to sacrifice his life
He is always there to embrace martyrdom
To save every inch of his motherland to bear the knife
He goes through life even if troublesome

His blood is for his people and for his motherland
His duty comes first always and every time
He comes back in coffin covered by flowery garland
He knows the price of his budding prime

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan