Morning comes, the coffee's hot, A fresh new day, or so we're taught. We sip and think, "I'll seize the day!" But soon enough, dreams slip away. Bills, appointments, tasks galore, The chaos we cannot ignore. By noon we see, with bitter grin, This coffee's peak is where we win. The to-do list grows, an endless sprawl, Reality’s joke on us all. Hope fades fast, replaced by jest, As caffeine fuels our futile quest. So raise a mug to dreams that fade, In coffee's steam, ambitions

As the sun dips low in evening's embrace, We tread the winding path of life's domain, Twists and turns carve stories on our face, Each...

In a cottage on a quiet lane, Lives Granny Jane, who's still quite sane. When twilight falls and stars ignite, She rolls a joint, her...

The art of thinking big. When life gives you lemons, sure, you could make lemonade. But why stop there? Picture this: instead of just...

In a world of sameness, stand tall and proud, Let your quirks shine bright, don’t blend with the crowd. Your laughter, your style, your...

In puddles, we find our laughter anew, Where age surrenders to youthful glee, For being a kid is a vibrant hue, Painted in moments wild...