"Markhor Majesty: A Testament to Nature's Grace"

In Pakistan's rugged, untamed domain,

Roams a creature with majesty untamed.

With sweeping horns that reach the sky,

The Markhor stands, a wonder nearby.

A mountain monarch, proud and bold,

Its presence captivating, a story untold.

Adorned in coats of hues sublime,

In rocky landscapes, it spends its time.

Oh, Markhor, guardian of the heights,

With agile leaps, you scale the sights.

Your hooves grip the precipice so steep,

As you navigate cliffs, your bounds so deep.

Amidst the craggy, windswept terrain,

You embody resilience, strength ingrained.

A symbol of grace and perseverance,

In your essence, nature's sheer adherence.

Your mighty horns, a prized display,

Speak of battles fought along the way.

A testament to valor and might,

They crown your head, a majestic sight.

Through treacherous winters and scorching sun,

You endure the trials, never to be undone.

For you are the emblem of resilience, dear,

A testament to survival, without any fear.

Oh, Markhor, dwellers of lofty peaks,

Your presence invokes a sense of mystique.

May your reign continue, untamed and free,

A symbol of nature's boundless decree.

Let us cherish your beauty, untamed and rare,

Preserving your habitat, showing we care.

For in your existence, a treasure we find,

A reminder of nature's wonders, entwined.