Rainy Sentinal
Reflection
In the city's heart, where shadows play,
A lone figure stands, in rain's gray sway,
A sentinel of steel, with eyes aglow,
Watching over streets, where neon lights flow.
The rain-kissed cloak, a dark, flowing sea,
Envelops the form, in mystery.
The city's pulse, a rhythmic, beating drum,
Echoes through, the sentinel's silent hum.
In this metropolis, of steel and stone,
The guardian watches, as the rain is thrown,
A steadfast heart, amidst the urban roar,
A beacon in the night, forever more.
The rain falls soft, a soothing, cooling breeze,
That calms the soul, and brings the city's ease,
The sentinel stands, a steadfast, silent guide,
Through the rain-soaked streets, where shadows reside.