Amidst the bustling streets of Faisalabad,
Stands a tower, tall and proud,
A symbol of the city's rich history,
The Clock Tower, a marvel to see.
With its brick walls and intricate design,
It stands as a beacon, a sight so divine,
A testament to the city's glorious past,
A relic that has managed to last.
The Clock Tower, oh how it stands,
A landmark that still commands,
The attention of all who pass by,
A place where memories are kept alive.
Through the years it has stood strong,
Witnessing change, yet holding on,
To the traditions that have defined,
The essence of the city, the spirit so refined.
The chime of the clock echoes through,
A sound that's familiar, a memory so true,
And as the hour strikes, we stop and see,
The beauty of the tower, so full of history.
Oh Clock Tower, you're a sight to behold,
A symbol of Faisalabad, a story untold,
And though the years may pass you by,
Your legacy will forever stand high.
So let us celebrate your beauty and grace,
And cherish the memories of this historical place,
For in your presence, we feel so alive,
Oh Clock Tower, you make our hearts thrive
Poet: Nunn Pari
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