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Zywa Jan 28
It's smelling homely,

like before, with the baby --

crawling towards us.
"Doordeweeks" ("On weekdays", 2017, Mustafa Kör)

Collection "SoulSenseSun"
Jay M Oct 2021
Soothing touch
Sure as morning light
Ease to a weary one
Rest here, they seem to say,
Rest here, small dear

Tender and mild
Yet a mind vastly wild
Brilliant in all their wonder
All doubts lifted asunder
All is well, all is well

Come near, sit dear
Rest thy feet, and greet
Relaxation unparalleled
Anxieties to cease
In this tranquil moment
Still and quiet

- Jay M
October 5th, 2021
Massages are truly bring about a relaxation like no other.
Zywa Jul 2021
My scars lace me up,

though my skin becomes tighter --

I become looser.
Collection "Metamorphic body"
Kashish Lahrani Jul 2020
Strolling down the bridge I was,
As I witnessed a day of dappled seaborne clouds
A sudden clash of wind caressed my cheeks
The sky turned into shale grey, and I knew the rain has come

I got the first splatter of rain
I looked for a tree to hide under
But I also couldn't resist dancing in the rain
Despite the mild lightning and thunder

I got drenched, I got soaked
I felt every splash that touched my skin
As the droplets fell onto the ground, the sound seemed melodious
That reminded me of a heartfelt croon.

Scintillating beams of light broke through the clouds
After a heavy yet, soothing downpour
The flowers got covered in dewdrops, the tiny droplets fell off the grass
And I cherished the musty petrichor
Kelsey Apr 2020
I wish
I could just take a break
An end date.
Always think about when my time to myself will be over. I wish there was no end date.
sked Apr 2020
Smoke it up cool cat
Lie back in the chair
Light a cig and breathe-
In the warm tobacco-
Taste flavors of tar, menthol-
And happiness
Feel nicotine travel
Through the branches-
Of veins
Watch the opaque smoke
Dwindle in front-
Dip head forward-
Get that scent in-
Eau de cig

Coffee finally arrives
Put out the cig
Ground plant into-
Burning ashes-
Pinch the cig-
Pour in cream-
Stir with cig-
Gettin’ the crusty-
Embers into the-
Golden nectar-
Of the gods-
Around around it goes
Drink it up
Is the rough gravel-
On your tongue-
Ground coffee or ash?
azzan Mar 2020
The anxieties of life, of self-worth, of good health,
Do overwork the mind, to rather grave lengths.

Set in overdrive, your fears, your failures, and your stress,
Yet, too blind to realise, to pause, to confess,

Your extensive efforts, to please, to cater to and satisfy the rest,
'Til, you sit down, grasp and digest life's one true test:

"To set aside, your worries, archive them on a shelf,
To set aside the time, to make it nice, for Yourself."
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