Pakistan, the Land of Pure
A bouquet of very many ethnic flowers
With their sincerity hospitality and morality
With their high claims like high towers
A blend of people from the village and city
Land of lovers, sophists and the saints
Right from Siachin down to the hot desert
What a wonderful picture but it paints
Austerity, solidarity and peace to be alert
Against every heinous crime, dirty design
Of all those who carry hatred and contempt
Strength of faith makes them but to define
Their way of life makes them to but exempt
Beautiful valleys and wonderful mountains
Make it more beautiful as tourist attraction
Water flows from natural sprinkling fountains
To dominate the scenario but in every section
Pakistan is the land of clean and pure to see
Its my heart and my heart beat to but swing
As a solider of the land I would but defend thee
It is a chain of love bond from string to string
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow
A beautiful patriotic poem, Colonel. Such a very pleasant read, a huge impreesive treat.5 Stars full for this patriotic prefect poem
pure patriotic soldier- Its my heart and my heart beat to but swing As a solider of the land I would but defend thee pure 10+++
pure patriotic word- Its my heart and my heart beat to but swing nice 10+++
May be we are now two country but our culture, custom and ways of living and thinking is still same as if you might have heard a song of Sahrukh Khan, some time we give our umbrella to other and self get drenched so we are like. It is the land where Guru Nanak Dev was born. It is the land which gave so many Sufi saints. Thank you so much for adoring such a land. After all we are like one soul existed in two bodies. Thanks for sharing.shar a nice day.
My another poet friend from Bangladesh had mentioned somewhere, We are also equal share holder of the Art, culture and civilization to which you belong. I agreed with her. It is the land which resisted the invasion of Alexander and he had to return back whatever be the cause. May be he got enlightenment and changed his idealogy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I praise your nationalism. However, instead of milk and honey we need to see reality.
Biases ultimately hurt a based perso
This is reality for the man who wrote the poem. It would be impossible to cover all reality in one poem dont you think? Muhamad has written a beautiful tribute to his beloved country and the people in it.
Biases ultimately hurt a biased person like you Robert Muray Smith