Zeros

Unconventional Approach in a Laundromat Alongside an Untouched Diet Pepsi In the cool light of the laundromat’s glow,   Where cycles spin and chimes of machines ring,   I find a spot, unconventional yet bold,   Amid the whirring hum, my thoughts take flight.   A basket filled with hues , both bright and odd,   While next to me, a bottle, still and sealed,   An untouched Diet Pepsi waits in pause,   Its label glistening, a promise unkept .   The rows of washers stand like sentinels,   Each one a story wrapped in cotton threads,   While water churns, and soap dances in foam,   The mundane blends with magic, soft and sweet .   I watch the clothes, their journeys intertwined,   A bluesy shirt from summer’s fleeting hand,   And pants that grip the memories of fall,   All swaying in this tide of clean regret .   I ponder ...

Dr. Panda's Hometown In a town where the sun shines bright and clear,   Dr. Panda sets up shop, spreading hope far and near.   With a heart full of care and a smile so wide,   He heals all the beings , bringing peace and pride.   The birds in the trees chirp songs of delight,   As he helps little owls soar into the night.   Beneath the soft clouds, the gentle streams flow,   And laughter of children dances with the breeze so.   He strolls through the market, where colors ignite ,   With fruits ripe and sweet, it's a marvelous sight.   The folks greet him warmly, they know him by name,   For kindness and wisdom are Dr. Panda's fame .   From the hills to the valley, his joy knows no bounds,   In his hometown of Love , true happiness resounds.   The flowers are blooming, their petals so bright,   Reflecting the warm...

Surreal Digital Breakdown In the realm of circuits, where the shadows play,    A world once bright now flickers, led astray.    Screens that whispered secrets, now silence their song,    In the web of connections, something feels wrong .      The keyboards dance lightly, yet voices grow faint,    Pixels like spirits, now haunted and quaint.    The code tears asunder, the threads all unwind ,    In the heart of the system, chaos designed.      A digital dreamscape, where colors collide,    Where memories linger , and phantoms abide.    Images waver, like ghosts in the night,    The glow of the monitors dims, losing light.      Once vibrant and vivid, the data now churns,    In the soup of the networks, the madness returns.    A shimmering glitch throws the visuals askew,    In the dance of ...

Kenyan Safari In the heart of the land where the wild winds sway,    The sun rises high over plains of gold,    A Kenyan safari unfolds its grand show,    Where whispers of nature in harmony play,    Each moment a treasure, a story retold,    Under skies painted bright in vibrant array.      The elephants march, a powerful ballet,    With trunks held high, in families they roam,    Among acacia trees, their shadows unfold,    As gazelles dance lightly, in noon's warm display,    With whispers of laughter and joy widely known,    In the cradle of earth, where wild spirits stay.     The lions lie languid, in sun’s soft decay,    While over the hills, the dusk starts to grow,    A tapestry woven with colors so bold,    With echoes of roars that carry and sway,    Each heartbeat a rhythm, each sight ...

Ode to Flashdance Pheromones Oh dance of light, where shadows sway,   In vibrant halls where hearts display,   With every twirl and every leap,   A world awakes from dusky sleep.   From rhythmic beats, a call does rise,   Where strangers meet with sparkling eyes,   A fragrant breeze, so sweet, divine,   In crowded rooms, our souls entwine.   Your magic pulls, a siren song,   Through bustling nights, where we belong,   The unseen ties, they weave us close,   In whispered motions, we find the most.   Oh, pheromones, enchanting grace,   Invisible threads that softly chase,   In every nod, a spark ignites,   In every glance, new worlds take flight.   With every step, a bond is born,   Across the floor, through dusk till morn,   The rhythm guides, the atmosphere,   As fleeting mome...