Streetlights Whisper

In the twilight’s hush, when shadows unfold,
Streetlights awaken, their stories untold.
Their whispers cascade through the dim-lit air,
A symphony of secrets, they’re eager to share.

Each flickering glow holds a tale of the night,
Of lovers entwined ‘neath their comforting light.
They’ve witnessed embraces, both tender and true,
Whispered confessions, only heard by a few.

Beneath their warm gaze, dreams come alive,
Lost souls seeking solace, hoping to survive.
They guide weary footsteps, offering respite,
Guiding wanderers through the labyrinth of night.

Through deserted alleyways and bustling streets,
They stand as sentinels, casting their feathery sheets.
Their flickering dance, a gentle lullaby,
Calming the restless, as stars dot the sky.

Oh, streetlights, you bear witness to life’s fleeting scenes,
From sorrowful goodbyes to joyful routines.
You illuminate paths, where shadows may creep,
A beacon of hope, when the world falls asleep.

So, whisper your stories, dear streetlights above,
Share your wisdom, your warmth, your love.
We’ll listen in silence, enraptured by your song,
As the night wraps us gently, where we all belong.

Streetlights, enchant us with your mystical grace,
Illuminate our journey, as we wander and chase.
In your tender glow, may we find our way,
Guided by your whispers, until the break of day.