Fallen Hero's

Holding the hope of their people
They fought for glory and pride
With guns in their hand they marched forward
Never looked back and never turned around...

Though their breath was getting cold
But they never let their foots on hold
Veiled with blood and soil
There body was completely toil...

With broken limbs and their bodies ripped
They headed forward with their eyes dipped
There friends and cousins were laying on the ground
They lost them for this glorious count...


Now they sleep under the coffin
Wrapped with a national flag
They rest and lay on the ground
And put an end to their journey...

They are the hero's of nation
And they lived with a passion
They are the fallen heroes...

I Dedicate this poem to the soldiers who lost their lives in Iraq...