In the heart of the city, lights never dim,
Voices blend in a cacophony, a constant hymn.
We chase the clock, every second, every glance,
In this symphony of progress, we dare to dance.

Concrete jungles rise, touching the sky,
Dreams built on steel, as decades fly by.
Yet, in the rush, do we lose the spark,
Of whispered stories, shared in the dark?

Screens light our faces in a digital glow,
Connections abound, yet feelings can be low.
We yearn for touch, in a world so near,
Echoes of laughter, now distant and unclear.

But amidst the chaos, moments of grace,
In fleeting glimpses, we find our place.
The rhythms of modern life, a dance so grand,
In the whirl of change, together we stand.