#juice
****** juices
creative juice
juice to live
juice to drink
back to juice
1d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 9:37 AM UTC
Keep chasing Beauty, seek her everyday,
For life without her dull and dim would be;
Her floral scent and her ambrosial juice
With bliss will fill you and vitality.
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 9:06 AM UTC
In the wrong hands
You could be used
In the right hands
You could be handled
I struggle with you
You’re so close
But yet so far out of reach
They talk about how good you are
But I can’t trust you
Even though, you being yourself is completely harmless
Let’s imagine you weren’t
If I could embrace you
I’d use you with care
My dome wouldn’t multiply because of you
I’d think wisely with you
I’d make careful decisions and plans with you
However, I’m not that thirsty for you
I don’t need your credibility
Because deep down
I have all the flavor I need
4/24/2018
-Mia J
© 2018 Mia J
May 7, 2025
May 7, 2025 at 10:27 PM UTC
Monkey bone
Sat on a rhymes table
Sweet Jerusalem...
Weighing youth, for asking's babel?
Watcher's in love
Of a needy name...
Shallow winds, come to discuss...?
A promise in wonders fame
Ashes to passing ashes
Dust to grievances dust
Tooth for truer tooth, lasting
Eye for unnerved eyes, thus
Thus, the history of youth?
With a prayer for immaculate lips...
So to a future commit, a talk with judgment couth
Are we a salt, to venture forth and wholly sit?
Monkeys playing God...
Shrewd and sly, a word to the wise?
Spare heed, of a mercy to sake, ahead
Hairs speed, a fright that eats avid, minding...
My hiccough...
My limit, of time to question
The austerity of seen seldom, a wish to come?
With a house of pain, we wait on your prayers, for blessing...?
Quiet
The tongue of worldly forces
Has a season of shame, for might
Letting misery have am, leading many to more...
Quiet...
The adding more, to seek a wishes heat
Is a fate to assume, love is a reach for a worldly twilight
That has your shadow of reality, to beat...
May 6, 2025
May 6, 2025 at 2:11 PM UTC
The smell of fresh oranges
Hit my nose
I look down
You pick and pull at the peel
The underside of your fingernails
Have residue
As you poked and stabbed
At the pure fruit
But don’t worry
You’ll be able to wash your hands
From the sweet juice
Yet the smell will always linger, somewhere
You see me starring from above
My face of utter disgust
As blood drips down my thighs
And I lay paralyzed.
Apr 15, 2025
Apr 15, 2025 at 5:05 PM UTC
it seems my entire life is defined by drinks.
mother's milk out the womb.
(and maybe those suckles were sweet - it's not like i remember - but her words, for the rest of my life, certainly weren't.)
an hour-long debate, with my best friend at twelve years old - apple or orange juice?
(orange, obviously, is the right answer. we rehash the argument sometimes to this day.)
the day i turn 19, a beer in my hands.
(i'm sat around a campfire with my closest friends, birthdays all older than me - the beer tastes disgusting, as cheap alcohol is, but i'm glad to be there.)
yesterday, i had 1 coffee and 2 mugs of lemon honey tea, 4 glasses of water.
today, no tea, but 2 cups of coffee, a glass of milk, and 3 glasses of water.
i bite at my nails when i'm nervous, swallow down the spit that comes with it, the bile that rises.
last summer, i visited pei, had a raspberry cordial - my favourite drink to date - then bought a case of 4 more to take home with me.
last summer, when i lived in new brunswick, my friends in the same building knew me as the one who would always have a drink in hand - a milk tea, or maybe a pink lemonade, maybe that obscure korean soda i liked.
when i left new brunswick, i took a photo of my 2 trash cans, of the way they were both filled to the brim with empty bottles and cans and jugs.
i still miss the apple cider they made there.
my life is defined by drinks, sips, swallows, taking five minutes to breathe by making myself a nice whipped coffee, trawling the internet for pretty coasters and glassware for an hour in lieu of doing actual work.
Eventually, i close the shopping tabs, take a sip of coffee, and resume with the rest of my life.
Nov 5, 2023
Nov 5, 2023 at 7:38 PM UTC
her boogie woogie,
boot and scoot.
her goo bosh vibe,
so small and cute.
silly little Anju stomp,
unaware of self.
bite taken from a chocolate,
stolen from a shelf.
when we are free from this life
we will run in fields
and see the sunset and the joy
life with you yields.
Aug 31, 2023
Aug 31, 2023 at 11:38 AM UTC
A women who is well rooted,grows from the ground up flourishing and blossoming as a mighty tree. As she goes thru a process of self care and self love during the switching of seasons, glory to her atributes of her being a sister, a friend, a lover, a women well deserving of that genuine love and happiness. As she's also a symbol to other women who also wish to possess that similar strength showed in her ways of living . A women well rooted, grows from the ground up and flourishes as a mighty tree, a symbol of balance a home in human form. - Swoo
Aug 30, 2022
Aug 30, 2022 at 7:35 PM UTC
I come as the moon in my spirit form. Always serenading, yet I still yean for the one I love with my whole being. My two sides of the same coin. My synchronity. My union.. Until we stand side to side with differences but in fusion. While stargazing as I shout out this one here amplifies my spirituality she's my serenity - Swoo
Jun 15, 2022
Jun 15, 2022 at 6:11 PM UTC
Shhhh...... Her aura speaks volumes. As it goes toe to toe with with her inner and outer beauty. Over her on your knees you just want to submit for this fall, surrender it all.
Glowing under sun kisses as the nature of her being kisses back hearts get concured. Raises the hand for I can speak of this gone boy testimony .
With this heart playing no tune no drum.
Until she makes an appearance and it's Melodies caused by a whole beings high vibrations.
The leader of these pulse tempo based ochestra . Swoo
Jun 3, 2022
Jun 3, 2022 at 3:34 PM UTC
You are a conqueror of the heart.
You heart is my father.
You who brought light.
You are my eternal power to change the condition of the soul.
You are the one who brings happiness.
The young man agrees and I say no !! This sister is a joy to me.
I will always thank the Almighty for this. Happiness in human form - Swoo
Apr 17, 2022
Apr 17, 2022 at 5:25 AM UTC
Shes a mixture of pretty sunrises and scenematic sunsets.
Her aura glow feels like a romantic full moon rise during a cold evening,full of love, warmth and light she's always a beautiful encounter.
She excites my spirit so much that her vibrations jump into the creation of the most mind blowing artworks.
As emotions of her feels get displayed on a digital canvas. - BayB Blue Aura - Swoo
Apr 4, 2022
Apr 4, 2022 at 10:12 AM UTC
She is lovely
like apricot juice-
sweet and ****
delicate
like ripe fruit
Jan 28, 2022
Jan 28, 2022 at 4:57 PM UTC
_Me,
Standing
Underneath
A swamp cypress
******* at an orange while the rain falls
~
Tacky fingered and smelling of citrus
T-shirt front stained
Warm with juice,
I taste
You._
Dec 24, 2021
Dec 24, 2021 at 3:13 AM UTC
i stop at the t-junction
between your throat and your collarbone
loving people with a t-suppliment
overthrowing any judgement
you forced me up
and squeezed lemon juice down my throat
i'm pretending that this was never real
but feeling my skin flake and peel
do you ever miss the pain of a new scar?
because there is too much space between my fingers
and it feels raw and unwelcome.
there is something alluring about
unraveling string-
loose ends splitting and breaking
forever vanishing into oblivion
May 20, 2021
May 20, 2021 at 1:25 AM UTC
the view
stands beneath
the carousel efforts
to blast through
impregnancy aBLOOM!!!!
(w)ith feral legacies
aligned intimately ornately
posthumous adulterer
awakens in need
of
****** corrective agency
towards Fenitbow
and Glightrovee ab-surd as
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t a x i yellowing each pavement
by truth in yo ' fa ' ' lo ((lo))
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in plyable waves arrest
what justice juices
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HEaVY
Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 6:17 AM UTC
Cherry juice and sweet surprises,
how wonderful it is that you light up my eyes.
Cold and refreshing, sip of juice, like the sugary kisses that bright up the room.
Lick my lips, smother me in your lavishing desires, as for one day we will have forever eternal love.
Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 3:14 PM UTC
now that autumn is here
it's hard to avoid
biting insects and pecking birds
but he finds it impossible to moan
no sooner has a wound opened up
than it's filled with sweet juice
Sep 5, 2020
Sep 5, 2020 at 8:41 PM UTC
Gentle rain storms heighten
the scent of lilac bushes lining the fence
anticipating perennials
lively from the dampness and the sun
when days stay dry
carrying a bucket of water in one hand
walking barefoot to hydrate them
meanwhile
sunshine fruits
are being morphed into juice
behind the silk curtains
I see the wrinkled hands
firmly holding fruit peels
covered in shiny liquid
rays focus on her hands just right
this view
dripping
in citrine shades.
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 3:36 PM UTC
i bring an extra cup of orange juice
every morning to keep you healthy
while you take an extra step
to keep me sane during quarantine
all i want is to pay tribute
to you who taught me a million things
but all i bring is orange juice
hoping that it will make you feel a little better
i wish i could give you a flawless world
since you already conquered it as it is
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 12:16 AM UTC
The juices you know you’re sipping
The mango peach goodness
********** these fruits
Tasting their sweetness
Drinking the sugars
Drowning in the flavoring
Yellow in the cup
Yellow in the eyes
Enjoying the dancing
Reaping the benefits of your fruit
Slipping in extra flavor to drown in it
Make a man go crazy over a peachy princess
But the juice in the golden holy grail
Is the truth of planting seeds in the soil
A fruitful soul can grow
But keeping the poison will put you below
Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 1:32 AM UTC