Empty streets, a canvas vast and black,
Neon signs bleed crimson, flicker, crack.
Ghosts of yesterday, in fractured light,
Dance in doorways, lost to endless night.
Whispered secrets on the breeze they sigh,
Promises broken, beneath a tearful sky.
Haunting echoes linger in the air,
Footsteps fading, a love beyond repair.
In the midnight haze, a shimmering shroud,
Lost souls intertwine, searching for the proud.
Questions left behind, unanswered cries,
A symphony of shadows in the city's sighs.
Distant rumble of a lonely train,
Broken dreams converge in the pouring rain.
Silent cries unheard, a mournful song,
Of lives forgotten, where they don't belong.
Shadowed alleys twist, a labyrinth deep,
Where secrets slumber, and memories sleep.
A flicker of hope, a distant guitar's call,
Beckons from a window, breaching the city's sprawl.
The city's heart, a clock tower's chime,
Strikes twelve again, marking the passage of time.
Whispers on the breeze, a melody's grace,
A stranger's smile, a touch upon the face.
Lost souls intertwine, a spark ignites,
In the midnight haze, hope takes flight.
The city sleeps on, secrets untold,
But whispers of tomorrow, break the cold.