The Ideal Soldier Poem by Naveed Akram

Soldier, there is no emblem but him,
He has fought like a mouse in front of the kingdom,
The kingdom is adorable with bright stars
Shining like jewels of the type we drive in hearts.
Before, as a war, the feeling of atmospheric pressure
Feeds the young hearts to win the world.
He will as a soldier be brotherly, concerts of music
Elevate his presence of mind,
Fighting is for furious engagement of english rules.

What queen is a ruler of this earth?
And we perceive the ruler with guardians,
Those with actions of the blind will
Follow prey mastering it.
What kingdom is ruled under the sky,
Below the heavens in such a splendour?
And we know the meaning of the afterlife.

For the selected soldier, a doubt has arrived,
Fraught with the difficulty of a traveller,
Belittling the acts of the descendants.
He is soldier of the arts, associating with ideal
Men who fight in the way of God.
I have his presence in this region of stolen
Works, and I want the soldier to reappear,
But he is deader than a mouse in chains with
Murder of the strength and length of horizons.