This morning I felt sleepy 😴 and now i feel calm after watching this one:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RCOH9SD5obw
And of course I feel calm & stress free after watching nature documentary called Avara luonto
Lately, I’ve only ever felt angry.
This morning I felt sleepy 😴 and now i feel calm after watching this one:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RCOH9SD5obw
📸️
And of course I feel calm & stress free after watching nature documentary called Avara luonto
I thought it was gonna be a rickroll guys 😭
This morning my face is as soft as cotton and I feel better
A cotton-soft feeling/A fluffy, pillowy sensation poems:
A world tucked in white,
soft as a cloud, light as flight.
No edges, no noise, just a gentle hum,
like a pillowy dream where the senses go numb.
Wrapped in a hush, in a velvet embrace,
drifting away to a cotton-soft space.
Drifting on a pillowy cloud,
away from the heavy, away from the loud.
A velvet sky, a cotton breeze,
floating through dreams with effortless ease.
Soft as a whisper, light as a glow,
wrapped in a feeling only we know.
A cotton-soft heart, a tender touch,
loving this stillness ever so much.
Really nice and beautiful to read @QueenOfRaccoons!!!! 🥰🥰
A cotton-soft feeling/A fluffy, pillowy sensation part 2:
Cotton Candy Clouds
The world dissolves into a soft, white haze,
Like morning mist in the sun’s first rays.
I’m sinking deep into a pillow of down,
Far from the noise of the bustling town.
My heart beats a rhythm, light and sweet,
A joyful pulse from my head to my feet.
It dances like a feather on a summer breeze,
At rest in the quiet, completely at ease.
Wrapped in a blanket of pure, golden light,
The edges of daytime are fading from sight.
With a happy hum and a spirit so free,
I drift where the cotton-soft dreams wait for me
Where My Heart Finds Shore
The sheets are like silk, a soft, rising tide,
Where my weary soul and my wonders can hide.
My heart beats a dance, a light, happy song,
Like a bird in the garden where it’s meant to belong.
I drift from the room to a sky made of fleece,
Where cotton-white clouds bring a shimmering peace.
The ocean is whispering a low, rhythmic sigh,
Cradling my dreams ‘neath a lavender sky.
From the warmth of my quilt to the salt of the sea,
The world is a pillow, just waiting for me.
With a pulse full of joy and a spirit so light,
I float through the softness and into the night.
My mood number 3:
🦋 in my stomach and a happy heart flutter
Here are 2 poems about that mood:
Wings and Whispers
A quiet hum begins to rise,
Beneath the surface, a soft surprise.
A thousand wings, a gentle flight,
Butterflies dancing in the light.
They stir and swirl within my chest,
A joyful soul that cannot rest.
And then a rhythm, quick and sweet,
Where heart and hope begin to meet.
A rapid pulse, a happy beat,
From steady drums to dancing feet.
It’s not just nerves, it’s something more—
A racing heart I’ve waited for.
Fluttering echoes
It begins as a murmur, a soft, silver sound,
Until fluttering echoes are all that I’ve found.
Like wings against silk, they stir in the deep,
Waking the feelings I once used to keep.
My heart catches the rhythm, a fast, joyful beat,
A song without words, making life feel complete.
Every echo of you is a spark in my chest,
Where my racing heart finally finds its rest.
Lately, I’ve only ever felt angry.
Have you seen the movie called Inside Out?
Sleepy and a cotton soft feeling together
Wrapped in layers of cotton white,
Soft as mist in the fading light.
The edges of the world go blurred,
Until no restless sound is heard.
A drift of clouds, a velvet deep,
Safe in the wool of coming sleep.
The world is wrapped in cotton wool,
As tides of silence start to pull.
The midnight air is soft and still,
Resting on the windowsill.
Beneath the quilt of velvet gray,
The waking senses drift away.
And where the quiet shadows gleam,
I touch the fabric of a dream.
