RETAKES: POEM TWO

Beneath the city lights, we stand,
Photographer's lens in his hand.
Reflections dance on streets below,
As shadows twist and colors glow.

In urban chaos, beauty thrives,
Captured in frames, our spirits rise.
The click of shutter, a rhythmic beat,
Freezing moments, oh so sweet.

Through concrete jungles, we roam,
Creating art, making a home.
In every frame, a piece of life,
In photoshoots, we find our strife.