Shaikh Mehmood

Rookie (Karachi, Pakistan)

Victors For The Noblest Sake


Deliberated with another optimum optimism,
To fight with destiny, to gain invincism.

Young liberated felt asleep full of deems,
To conquer the world, to catch their dreams.

But before the sun, before the bloom,
The sound they heard was of a boom.

The canons of foe men lightened the city,
They procured terror with great anxiety.

Could not ever elapse but aye was their foe,
With eager to heal and greatest woe.

But did not despaired, as were gallant to the core,
They pepped with courage, contended with vigor.

They fought with splendor,
With no thoughts of surrender.

Martyry or victory,
Not to hand the land to sully.

No bet but battle for the name of land,
No slavery but salvation at the borders tend.

Cannot be doomed if belief is strong,
These were their wills, morals, and songs.

Quantumly less but greater in chivalry,
Weak in weaponry but stronger in faith.

Mustered with such marshals, they perished the adversary,
Victors for the noblest sake_ evident is history.

Mourns for their enemy, but the pleasing onset for them,
The Jasmine was only smelt by the battles land.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 23, 2013
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