Cleanse

After a hard days work,

Finished from the teachers,

the learners, the moaners.

Put the pens down,

The boots at the door.

Ready to switch it on,

The music, the bath.

Sit down, dreary eyes.

Hot steamy soak,

Lucious scents entise you.

 

Breathe, be breathless, breathe again.

 

Then you switch off the tap,

Switch off your brain.

Perfectly painted toes,

Bubbles cover you.

A locked door leaves you,

Lets you relax.

 

Calm, peaceful, bliss.

Author's Note

Wrote this on a night, listening to music, hope you like it :)

Reviews

[Axolotl1]

Very nice. I am cleansed with this poem.:)

[terisa green]

well done

[Crayon]

Well done!

[Linear]

A perfect soak inside a locked bathroom, relaxing soaking listening to music...........day is done.........beautiful :O)

[Sel Whiteley]

A love that feeling.You really capture the moment well.

[FaithfullyJennyBear]

heaven :L
I want to go home now :P
This has to be one of your best poems because it's exactly what's on yourmind and that's what poetry is :) x

[sushi]

Awesome!!!!

"Breathe, be breathless, breathe again."

Thanks for sharing...

[typingaway]

Amazing Soph!(:

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

An after a hard night at work, it's good to soak the aches away ; )

[Ravyne Hawke]

Excellent poem.. I could feel the tension leaving my own body as I read this. Love the flow and use of imagery. "Then you switch off the tap, Switch off your brain." Brilliant!