Urban Alchemy

I.
Concrete jungle, pulsing with life,
Where the ordinary transforms,
In the blink of a neon-lit eye,
Magic thrums through asphalt veins.

II.
Streetlamp stands sentinel,
A beacon in the urban sea,
Guiding lost souls through the night,
Its glow a lighthouse in the storm of chaos.

III.
Subway grates exhale steam dreams,
Misty portals to underground realms,
Where dragons sleep on gleaming tracks,
And commuters become mythic travelers.

IV.
Fire hydrants burst to life,
Not with water, but with hope,
Sprouting flowers of resilience,
In cracks where no