In the heart of cities, where silence meets the sky,
Towers of steel and glass rise, reaching high,
Their shadows dance in the morning light,
Serenading the dawn with a silent might.

Arches whisper tales of ancient grace,
Echoes of time in every space,
Columns stand as guardians of the past,
Embracing the future, steadfast.

Bridges span the rivers wide,
Connecting dreams on either side,
Their elegant curves, a testament true,
To the dreams that architects pursue.

Windows frame the world outside,
A canvas where life and light collide,
Each structure tells a story of its own,
In the language of stone, its soul is shown.