An encomium

PROLOGUE

Four armed men of peace

formed a fierce force on the Frontier

and made thirteen wives weeping

REVENGE 

The awaited twenty eight souls

Of a propaganda swayed through the

Smoky shadows of the snowy terrains

The magnanimously vigilant ones 

Left with a promise in an optimistic tone

The revenge wasn't just a REVENGE

It was a gift aimed to be sent to Martyrs ...

The fire within them was an undying spirit 

And the planning started like the compiling of a lyric

The drones and satellite images were a need 

Which was easily accomplished by the interns indeed

They executed, practised on entrust 

The unfathomable dormant days were killing in disgust

The fire was supposed to be burnt 

For the betrayal they learnt

They started the mission moonlit

And faced complications a bit

When the helicopter was forced not to cross the line 

They went on foot align 

Successfully reached and killed the enemies 

With variably indifferent entities

The team then strongly crossed the line 

And celebrated entwine

The mission was completed successfully

And the gift was sent peacefully

The eternal sacrifice of the unsung heroes won't go in vain 

Because it's applauded unlike profane 

For their martyrdom are lessons of patriotism that never smolders 

And these brave heroes are our SOLDIERS !