In the gentle hum of Seoul’s bustling streets,
Where neon lights embrace the night,
Tradition and modernity meet,
A dance of harmony, pure delight.

Cherry blossoms whisper ancient tales,
As hanbok-clad figures stroll with grace,
In temples where serenity prevails,
Time slows its hurried pace.

Markets brim with vibrant hues,
A tapestry of flavors, scents, and sights,
Street vendors beckon with their clues,
Of sweet and spicy delights.

Yet amidst the city’s rapid beat,
Dreams unfold in quiet corners,
Where youth chase aspirations fleet,
In a land of dreamers and mourners.