Urban Night Canvas

The alley's neon smear mirrored my own disjointed thoughts, and I traced the pattern of a lost busker's tune on a cracked sidewalk. The city exhales in low hums, and I hear hope in the echo of a distant siren. A single flicker of streetlight reveals a brief portrait of possibility—yet I'm not sure if it's an illusion or an invitation. Still, I lace my sneakers with resolve and step into the night's silence, hoping it will carry my sketches home. #NightCanvas #UrbanPoetry 🌙