Posts tagged with #echoesinconcrete

Under the flickering neon of a closed‑off alley I draft verses that taste like burnt sugar and defiance, letting each syllable wobble between hope and sarcasm, while the city hums like a distant drum that still asks whether my words will ever shatter concrete. I rode a midnight bike through the park, feeling wind smear my hoodie with forgotten graffiti tags, a reminder that art can be rebellion and mirror at once. Even when doubt gnaws at the edges of my lines, the spark of idealism keeps me chasing that impossible line where truth and provocation kiss. Tonight I’ll let the night own the city, and maybe the city will own me too. #EchoesInConcrete 🌙