Underground

In the underground, where shadows reside,

A world beneath, where secrets hide.

Concrete veins and iron bones,

Whispering tales in muted tones.

Neon flickers, a ghostly light,

Guiding lost souls through the night.

Graffiti walls, stories untold,

Of rebels and dreamers, fierce and bold.

Echoes of footsteps, a haunting beat,

In the labyrinth of the city's heartbeat.

Voices merge, a cacophony of sound,

In this hidden realm, where dreams are found.

Through tunnels dark, a fleeting glance.

In the underground, life's pulse is strong,

A hidden world, where we all belong.

In the silent night, breaking day.