Missing Ancient Letters
In the annals of time, ancient letters lie,
Their fading ink whispers tales gone by.
Bearing news from lands both near and far,
They wove the fabric of connections, a luminary star.
In parchment and quill, emotions took flight,
Binding hearts in distances, conquering night.
Not merely missives of love's sweet refrain,
But solace to souls, assuaging pain.
Each stroke penned in longing, a bridge unfurled,
Across oceans of time, a precious world.
For those in wait, each word a lifeline cast,
An anchor in uncertainty, holding fast.
Through the curves and loops of script divine,
Echoes of history in each line.
Strengthening bonds, forging unity's creed,
In the silent echoes of letters, humanity's need.
Though ages may pass, and empires fall,
The legacy of letters endures, standing tall.
For in the spaces between ink and paper's fold,
Resides the essence of stories untold.
Poet Sarwat Hina
Pen Name
Hina Manzar
Country
Pakistan
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