The Celestial Clocktower

In the vast expanse of the midnight sky,
A celestial clocktower, so wondrous and high,
Stars twinkle like numerals, shining bright,
In the cosmic timepiece, telling tales of the night.

Each constellation, a delicate hand,
Moves gracefully in the celestial land,
Marking the hours with radiant light,
As the universe whispers secrets in the dead of night.

The Milky Way, a grand clock face,
Mapping out the cosmos with majestic grace,
Planets and moons, like gears in motion,
Creating a cosmic symphony, a magical notion.

Time marches on in the galactic clock,
A celestial dance, an eternal flock,
Guided by the stars, we find our way,
In the cosmic clocktower, where dreams hold sway.

The cosmic timepiece, a celestial wonder,
Ticking and tocking in harmony and thunder,
A masterpiece crafted in the heavens above,
A timeless creation, an eternal love.

Nighttime Traffic: A Celestial Ballet

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.