Neon veins pulse through the night,
Streets alive with buzzing light.
Footsteps echo, laughter sings,
A city built on endless dreams.

Cars rush by in hurried streams,
Honking horns replace our dreams.
Billboards flash with hollow smiles,
A world that thrives in neon miles.

But in the alleys, hush and deep,
Soft sighs of those who fail to keep
The pace this city dares demand—
Lost between the lights and land.