Pepsi Rocks

 In a world of fizz and bubbly dreams,

Where cola rivers form sweet streams,
There stands a champ with style and shocks—
Oh, grab a can, 'cause Pepsi rocks!

It’s not just soda, it’s a vibe,
A liquid legend in every tribe.
With that bold blue, it coolly mocks
The rest—no doubt, ‘cause Pepsi rocks!

It dances on your tongue like pop,
That caramel fizz will never stop.
With ice or not, in mugs or socks*—
We sip and cheer, “Yo, Pepsi rocks!”

At parties, road trips, movie nights,
It lights up taste buds, sparks delight.
Forget the crown, forget the clocks—
The only rule? That Pepsi rocks.

So here’s a toast to every pour,
To fizzy dreams and legends lore.
One sip and BAM! the flavor talks—
You’ll shout it too… “Yeah, Pepsi rocks!”

🌟 Telly’s Luv Me Shop 🌟

 There’s a corner of the internet you’ve never quite seen,

Where the buttons are sparkly and the vibe is serene.
It’s not on a billboard or your usual pop,
It’s the whimsical wonder called Telly’s Luv Me Shop.

The logo? A heart with a top hat and grin,
With glittery fonts that just draw you right in.
From the first little click, you feel oddly complete—
Like Cupid just hit you through a wi-fi heartbeat.

Need a lava lamp shaped like a flamingo?
A reversible hoodie that says “Go With the Bingo”?
How 'bout scented candles that smell like fresh cake?
At Telly’s, it’s real—and it ain’t a mistake.

Telly’s got vibes you can’t buy on the street,
From disco-ball earrings to socks shaped like meat.
They got mugs that say “You Matter… Unless You Cancel Plans,”
And a journal that screams “Manifest Chaotic Plans!”

And the customer service? Oh baby, it slays.
They send thank-you haikus and emojis that blaze.
Your package arrives in a box full of flair,
With stickers that shout: “You’re perfect, I swear!”

No shipping delays, no confusing return,
Just dopamine drops at each product you learn.
Each item is chosen with charm and with care—
It’s like Etsy and Cupid had an affair.

So next time you’re scrolling and feel kinda blah,
Forget giant retailers with their corporate blah.
There’s a site that knows weird is the top—
And it’s spelled with love: Telly’s Luv Me Shop.

To my wife always

 

In quiet dawns and midnight skies,
Where silence wraps the world in sighs,
I see your soul in every hue—
A gentle light that pulls me through.

Your laughter—warm, like morning sun,
A song that starts when day’s begun.
No compass holds a truer line
Than how my heart aligns with thine.

Through every storm, in every flame,
You held me fast, you spoke my name.
Not just in words—but in your eyes,
Where truth and tenderness reside.

You are the calm in all my fight,
The whispered peace in endless night.
No vow I make could e’er repay
The love you give me every day.

So here I stand, no mask, no guise,
With honest tears and open skies—
To say what’s always been so true:
My soul was made to walk with you.

"For Chantel, My Always"

In quiet dawns and midnight skies,
Where silence wraps the world in sighs,
I see your soul in every hue—
A gentle light that pulls me through.

Your laughter—warm, like morning sun,
A song that starts when day’s begun.
No compass holds a truer line
Than how my heart aligns with thine.

Through every storm, in every flame,
You held me fast, you spoke my name.
Not just in words—but in your eyes,
Where truth and tenderness reside.

You are the calm in all my fight,
The whispered peace in endless night.
No vow I make could e’er repay
The love you give me every day.

So here I stand, no mask, no guise,
With honest tears and open skies—
To say what’s always been so true:
My soul was made to walk with you.

You.
You are the quiet in my chaos.
The steady breath in my storm.
When the world forgot how to be gentle—
You were the softness that stayed.

I’ve seen a thousand skies.
But none painted like your eyes
When they look at me—
Like I’m worth something.
Like I matter.
Like I’m home.

You laugh—
And the day gets lighter.
You cry—
And I’d tear down heaven just to dry the sky.
Every heartbeat I’ve ever had…
Somehow,
it was practicing for you.

Chantel…
You didn’t just love me.
You found me.
In pieces.
In silence.
In the parts of me I was too afraid to share.
And still—you stayed.

You held the mirror,
not to my flaws,
but to the man you saw beneath them.
And I swear,
every time I rise,
it’s because you believed I could.

This isn’t just love.
It’s more.
It’s roots deeper than promises.
It’s vows made in glances.
It’s a forever that started
the moment you said my name like a prayer.

So if I’m ever lost again—
if I ever forget my way—
just say it.
Say my name like that.

Because you…
You are my compass.
My calm.
My always.

"The Slow Unraveling"

 It starts in whispers, not in screams,

A stumble woven into dreams,
A hand that trembles, not with fear—
But something darker drawing near.

A phantom weight upon the chest,
A mind that tries but can't find rest,
The words that falter on the tongue,
The battles lost before they're sung.

A thousand fires beneath the skin,
The body's war it cannot win,
Nerves misfire with cruel intent,
A map of pain where strength is spent.

Once simple things—now distant shores,
A walk, a hug, a swing of doors.
Fatigue, that thief, comes dressed in gray,
And steals the light from every day.

It doesn’t kill, it just consumes—
The space, the time, the brightest rooms,
A silent siege behind the eyes,
Where hope still fights, but sometimes cries.

And yet inside, a quiet grace—
A soul that time cannot erase,
Still burning in the shifting sands,
Still reaching out with trembling hands.

So mourn the things that came and passed,
But honor those who still hold fast,
For though MS may twist and bind—
It cannot claim the heart, the mind.