Tales of Existence

The lights shimmer,
In the fading daylight.
The noise grows louder,
Relentless, unnerving.
The horns, the coots, the rattles,
Echo,
In the blinding ambience.
Life, scintillating.
There,
Hoards hang on to the door frame,
The rambling bus drags on.
Faces dull tread the sidewalk.
I stare at the facades …
They narrate,
Their tales of existence.