In the stillness of night’s cold embrace,

Where lamplights flicker with silent grace,

A city’s soul lies bare and old,

In watercolor hues of blue and gold.

Cobblestones glisten with tears of rain,

Reflecting shadows of silent pain,

Each light a whisper, fleeting, frail,

In a world where meaning seems to pale.

Naked trees, their branches mourn,

Casting shadows, forlorn, torn,

In the quiet, a sigh, a moan,

Among the lights, forever alone.

Distant silent bicykles on, lost in thought,

In the lamplight’s glow, all hope is naught,

A dark fantasy in strokes so soft,

A dream of night where sorrows loft.

Underneath the urban sprawl,

Lies the void, consuming all,

In this dark and painted scene,

A dance with shadows, life unseen., painting, poster, illustration