City lights, like whispers of neon souls,
Paint the night in stories untold.
Every flicker, a heartbeat, every glow, a dream,
In the vast darkness, they conspire and scheme.
Beneath the celestial canvas, aglow and alive,
Each light a beacon, guiding the night's drive.
In the silence, a symphony of light,
Crafting shadows, banishing the night.
These urban stars, in their unending dance,
Hold the night in a luminous trance.
In their glow, we find our way,
City lights, turning night into day.