The air is thick.....
The heat is increasing, Moment by moment, The heaviness broken By a sole voice ringing Within the white box In which we are confined For an hour at least Words slowly rubbing The walls gaining intensity
The subtle shifts going intensity By attentive eyes sparkling with Curious load of questions, Clear in their demands A silent crowd led by The one standing at rostrum, Majestic in style and voice...
Handling the throng with
An invisible Wand
A leader, composer, Often magician and A skilled player of words
By Sara Noor
Created by Sami ullah saleem
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The heat is increasing, Moment by moment, The heaviness broken By a sole voice ringing Within the white box In which we are confined For an hour at least Words slowly rubbing The walls gaining intensity
The subtle shifts going intensity By attentive eyes sparkling with Curious load of questions, Clear in their demands A silent crowd led by The one standing at rostrum, Majestic in style and voice...
Handling the throng with
An invisible Wand
A leader, composer, Often magician and A skilled player of words
By Sara Noor
Created by Sami ullah saleem
subscribe me and leave a comment
I hope you get knowledge
Thank you for reading
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