In the dark of night, the city comes alive,
With a constellation of lights that seem to thrive.
Cars and buses, all moving in a choreographed dance,
A mesmerizing display that leaves one in a trance.
The headlights twinkle like distant stars,
As they weave and waltz on asphalt bars.
Each turn signal becomes a fleeting comet’s tail,
In this cosmic ballet, there’s a story to unveil.
The traffic lights change from red to green,
Like celestial bodies in a cosmic scene.
Guiding the vehicles with their colorful glow,
Through the labyrinth of streets, to and fro.
The honking horns echo like distant supernovae,
Amidst the urban symphony, they melodiously play.
The engine’s hum reverberates like a distant quasar,
In this celestial orchestra, the sound travels far.
The city streets resemble a galaxy aglow,
With moving constellations that ebb and flow.
Each vehicle a star, in this grand design,
A wondrous celestial ballet, so fine.