In the heart of concrete jungles,
Where steel and glass converge,
A symphony of structures rises,
Crafting spaces where dreams emerge.

Through arches grand and lines precise,
Artistry and function blend,
Whispering tales of human skill,
In forms that stretch and bend.

Silent sentinels of history,
They stand through time and tide,
Bearing witness to the ages,
In every beam and stride.

From ancient stone to modern spires,
Each edifice a story tells,
Of visions bold and crafted hands,
In architecture’s magic spells.