In the bustling streets, I see them all,
Faces etched with stories, big and small.
Souls intertwined in life’s grand masquerade,
Each one a note in the eternal serenade.

Some wear joy like a radiant crown,
Others hide sorrow, deep and profound.
Yet in their eyes, a spark remains,
A silent testament to their unseen chains.

The young, the old, the lost, the found,
Together they form a harmonious sound.
A symphony of laughter, tears, and dreams,
Flowing like rivers, merging into streams.

In every heart, a universe resides,
With hopes and fears that ebb like tides.
People, a mosaic of light and shade,
Their tales forever in my heart are laid.