Neon Dreams

In the city's heart, where shadows blend,

A neon sign begins to mend.

Flickers of colors, sharp and bright,

Chasing away the dull twilight.

Letters dance in a vibrant hue,

Pink, green, and electric blue.

Each curve a whisper, each line a song,

Guiding lost souls who wander along.

Beneath its glow, secrets hide,

Dreams of the hopeful, moments of pride.

Promises made in the silent night,

Bathed in the warm, electric light.

Lovers meet under its gleam,

Their faces lit in a technicolor dream.

Hands touch, hearts beat in time,

Bound together in the neon rhyme.

The rain falls, but it can't dim,

The radiant glow on the sign's trim.

Reflections dance on the wet street,

A mirror of the past where memories meet.

Old tales and new, entwined in light,

Stories whispered to the quiet night.

A beacon of hope, a promise of more,

Shining brightly, forevermore.

Neon dreams in a city so vast,

A living tribute to the vibrant past.

Its glow a reminder, ever near,

That magic lives in the nights we hold dear.

So let the sign blaze in its hue,

A testament to dreams that come true.

For in its light, we find our way,

Neon dreams to guide our day.