In Islamabad's embrace, the sun takes its bow, Unfurling a canvas, a breathtaking show. A portrait of splendor, where heaven meets earth, A tapestry woven with hues of great worth. Golden rays, like liquid gold, softly cascade, Dancing on mountains, where shadows are laid. Their peaks, like sentinels, majestically stand, Silhouettes against the sky, a sight so grand. The sun's warm embrace paints the world in red, A fiery embrace as the day softly sheds. The horizon ablaze, as if love were aflame, Setting hearts aglow, a celestial game. In this enchanting scene, where dreams come alive, Nature's palette dances, inviting us to dive. Amidst the mighty mountains, tranquil and high, A chorus of flowers bloom, a joyous sigh. Trees sway in reverence, their branches adorned, With blossoms that whisper a love story, untorn. Their petals, like confetti, kissed by the breeze, Scattering beauty, like nature's sweet tease. Amidst Islamabad's beauty, a symphony plays, Where serenity and wonder forever amaze. A picture of sunset, a moment to treasure, In this garden of dreams, where hearts find pleasure. So let your spirit soar, embrace this sight, As golden light fades, and blankets the night. For in Islamabad's embrace, dreams take flight, Where sunsets and nature unite, shining bright.