Beneath the veil of neon lights,
The city breathes in twilight’s grace,
Concrete jungles, towering heights,
Echoes of dreams in every space.
Streets that pulse with life and sound,
Rivers of people, endless flow,
Stories in every corner found,
A tapestry of highs and lows.
Silent whispers in the night,
Shadows dance with fleeting time,
Stars obscured by urban light,
Yet hearts beat in perfect rhyme.
In this maze of glass and steel,
Hopes and fears are intertwined,
The city’s song so raw, so real,
A melody in every mind.