The City That Never Sleeps

Steel canyons pierce the inky night,

A million eyes, a neon light.

Honking symphony, a tireless hum,

The city's heart, a restless drum.

Taxis dart like fireflies, a blur,

Streetlights paint the concrete skies that stir.

Shadows flit, a whispered rhyme,

Each corner holds a story's time.

Coffee steam and laughter rise,

Ambition burns in weary eyes.

The rhythm quickens, never sleeps,

This concrete jungle, dreams it keeps.

Weaving through the human tide,

A thousand souls, side by side.

The businessman, a briefcase tight,

The artist chasing fading light.

The weary chef with flour-dusted face,

The dreamer lost in starry space.

A million stories, hopes untold,

In this city, never bought or sold.

The restless hum, a constant beat,

A sleepless symphony, bittersweet.

For in this dance of endless night,

The city finds its vibrant light. writing...