In the heart of the city, concrete canyons high,
With whispers and echoes that don’t seem to die,
The hustle and bustle, the rush never ends,
In the urban jungle, the city transcends.
Skyscrapers reaching for the endless expanse,
Reflecting the sunlight in a dazzling dance,
Amidst the chaos, there’s a beauty to find,
In the depths of the city, a treasure to bind.
Neon signs flickering, painting the night,
A symphony of colors, a mesmerizing sight,
From the avenues to the alleys, a story untold,
The whispers of the city, a tale to behold.
People from all walks, a diverse parade,
Each with a story, in this grand escapade,
In the labyrinth of streets, the city comes alive,
With whispers and echoes that strive to survive.