Joyous and proud
they stand.
Their wills
never yielding.
A Nation of pride,
so I've read in lyric.
A beautiful Nation,
so I've heard.
Strong and upright
they appeal.
They are of
beautiful pride.
Men of honour
dwell among that land.
A man of Pashto
told me so.
thanks for the pride of nation and the one who wish to get the control of hearts with smiles... smiles of love,its really a good poem and just go on and write more in the same way...impressive