"Transience reveals the elegance of decay, where even shadows speak of dreams once danced upon the asphalt."
Golden rays spill like secrets on cracked pavement,
Skyscrapers whisper tales of forgotten enchantment.
An empty highway beckons, a relic of haste,
While shadows linger, memories laid to waste.
A deep pothole, a wound in the city's skin,
Reflects the passage of dreams buried within.
Abandonment's beauty unveils silent despair,
In the twilight's embrace, lost hopes fill the air.
