Buildings stand as silent witnesses of decay,
Windows reflecting a world that's faded away.
No laughter lingers, just a spectral hush,
In the ghostly city, where shadows brush.

Eerie whispers linger in the vacant air,
A symphony of solitude, a haunting affair.
City lights flicker, casting feeble glows,
I walk through emptiness, where silence grows.

Desolation's tapestry painted in shades of gray,
In the heart of the city, where time decays.
Alleyways echo with footsteps long erased,
A desolate beauty, in loneliness embraced.

The city's pulse is a distant, muted drum,
A quiet lament for the life that's gone numb.
In this urban wasteland, I'm left to stray,
A lone wanderer in a world turned to gray.

Through the desolate city, my footsteps tread,
In solitude's embrace, where dreams have fled.
Ephemeral shadows dance on forgotten streets,
A symphony of loneliness, where silence repeats