On that black day, when skies turned grim,
A sorrow deep, a nation's hymn,
Pulwama's soil, where heroes lay,
Their sacrifice, in hearts, will stay.

Through tears that flowed, and prayers sent high,
Their valor shines, beneath the sky,
In fields of strife, they stood so tall,
Guardians strong, they gave their all.

Each soul a beacon, bright and true,
Their memory etched,...