High on the Siachen Glacier, a frozen land,
Where icy winds howl, fierce and unplanned.
Our brave soldiers stand, strong and bold,
Protecting our nation's heart, young and old.
This world's highest battlefield, stark and cold,
Where soldiers endure, true stories untold.
They face the biting frost, the blinding snow,
Their courage unwavering, a steady glow.
Named for the Sia Rose, a delicate flower,
This harsh terrain, a mighty power.
Yet our soldiers stand firm, with selfless might,
Guarding our borders, through day and night.
Should these brave hearts falter, danger would loom,
Shadows could lengthen, bringing national gloom.
A threat to our safety, a menacing hand,
Could swiftly advance across this treacherous land.
So let's honor their courage, their selfless plea,
These soldiers, our heroes, eternally free.
They guard our dreams, our hopes, our pride,
For their great sacrifice, we'll forever abide.


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