The sense

If the arena of sense feel pain in drought

then the epidermis of seeds never rupture

Dry clouds are sucking the existence of the moon

Small fries run towards the arctic region in warm water

The delicate body is being boiled in the fire of dragons

The existence within the sense conduct diplomacy

A convulsion occurs within DNA's feeling

The sense stares at the courtroom like a non sense

Titration is going on regularly

Every problem is being solved through discussion

Sweet juice extract from the coir of coconut

The arena of sense is always fertile and luxuriant

The evergreen grandma of the moon sits with the spindle