2025-12

My seaside crate, they call a shack—But that’s my villa. I won’t look back.I sip my cola like it’s wine,The sun says “ri...

I die, I fall, then float again,In pools of foam and showered pain.I bark alone, then sip with pride,In saunas where my ...

Don’t scroll too fast—you might miss gold.It’s not a reel, it’s not that bold.No viral bark, no dancing feet,Just steady...

I stretch, I sniff, the breeze rolls by—No need to chase, no need to try.A quiet tune, a bite, a blink,Just doing what f...

A cola fizz, a wish unmade,My paw upon the game I played.The foam says “wait,” the sky says “go,”I chase a win I’ll neve...

A circle drawn with steps and smoke,In bubbles traced by dreams we spoke.Each path returns, yet never same,A different b...

One night it shines, then fades away,The tinsel packed by end of day.The lights go out, the music stills,Yet warmth rema...

The year was foam, both light and deep,Some dreams awoke, some stayed asleep.From golden cuts to noodles plain,From beac...

A dog may bark beneath the stars,Yet feel the foam within, not far.No telescope, no rocket flight,Just quiet thoughts th...

The longest night is not the end—It’s where the light begins again.A toast in hand, the morning near,The warmth returns,...