Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.

gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain

The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?

Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.

He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes

end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book

Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.

Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.

Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.

sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.

I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.

Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.

dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.

Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.