Best Relax Poems
Take a deep breath
Let yourself relax
Close your eyes
Come with me
Inhale
Exhale
Let me guide you
I’ll take you on a magical journey
Give in to the moment
Relax
Breathe
Close your eyes
You’re there
You’re there
You’re outside the Taj Mahal
A full moon bathes it in a silver glow
It’s serene
Take all the time you want
Enjoy the scene
There’s no need to hurry
Inhale
Exhale
You’re tired
Winding down
It’s after hours
And no one is around
The stress of your day
Is the coat you take off
One sleeve at a time
Let it drop to your feet
Feel the freedom
Of the weight off your shoulders
Take a deep breath
You’re at the main entrance
You’re calm
Slowly slip off
Each shoe one at a time
Take a deep breath
Listen
It’s just you and the echo of stillness
It’s majestic with the high ceilings
And luscious marble all around you
Listen
Feel the resounding silence
It’s charming and inviting
It’s calling you from within
Go ahead
Follow where it leads
Enter as the richness
Of the silence envelops you
It’s a droning melody
That feels peaceful and safe
Soothing
Beckoning
You feel light
You feel transported
Your feet barely touch the floor
Inhale
Exhale
Stay as long as you like
You’re exactly
Where you need to be
Relax
Take it all in
When you’re ready to leave
Have one last listen
To the melody of silence
Step over your shoes and coat
You might as well
Leave them behind
You don’t need them
Treasure this peacefulness you feel
You’ve earned it
Let it lead the way
To a relaxing evening
Where sleep will sway you
Between the realms
Of fantasy and reality
Breathe
Relax
And enjoy your evening
Read on air by invitation ~ March 13, 2022 'POETS HARBOUR'
AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on August 30, 2021 for YOUR FAVORITE AUGUST 2021 POEM contest sponsored by CONSTANCE LA FRANCE - RANKED 1ST
and August 24, 2021 for A BRIAN STRAND YOUR CHOICE contest sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
In my countryside, silent at sunset
Long gone is the stress, long gone is the fret,
Long gone is the need to be so wide-eyed
Silent at sunset, in my countryside
Calm now are my skies with their colors bold
Streaks of blue marry with orange and gold,
My mind long gone astray, as the crow flies
With their colors bold, calm now are my skies
Another day ends on my small hometown
It's old, sunbathed bricks now shading brown,
As dusk creeps in corners, silence descends
On my small hometown, another day ends
Down the sun dips behind my shadowed pines
And so easily now my head reclines,
Watching and awaiting some dreamy trips
Behind my shadowed pines, down the sun dips.
cottage life
clearing the cobwebs
of my mind
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on March 4, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (MAR 6) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Originally posted on September 6, 2019
When life is weighing you down a bit,
Step back and analyze the facts.
Things could be worse, as they say.
So give thanks to God anyway, and just relax.
When the day is done
And you are at ease
Just recharge your mind
Do as you please
Just relax
Your heart is pounding
From a fast paced track
Slow the pace down
Just relax
From the helter skelter living
To the treadmill pounding
There is no sense at all
If you cannot rest for a while
Take some time out and discern
So vigour is reborn
Sit down, lie down, float around
But always try, to just relax
Just relax from the strains that rides us
From the tedium of life which irks us
From the sorcerers who torment us
From The Strawman who represent us
Don't worry at all
Things will change
Keep your countenance
Let it shine
Feel the joy, that's inside
Do good, so it may comfort your soul
Sing praises, let your blessings unfold
Your heart is pounding
Beating your chest
You are under constant scrutiny
You are under constant duress
Recharge your aura
Be blessed
Put aside your burden
And just relax
Live your life
With no regrets
Ignite your passions
Seek a redress
So what was hidden from your sight
Becomes the new dawning
Becomes the new Light
Look upon the clouds
Watch the trees
Watch their growth
Watch the animals as they frolic
Over the glens and down the crevice
Watch the trees planted tall
Watch the plants, clinging to the wall
And with purpose, they survive
When I think of the wonders
I then realize
Take some time out to be amazed
Take some time out to laze
For of all the things that keeps us on the track
Never forget your blessing
When you just relax
The stress of this world has got me beat
I need to be by myself had have a seat
Cross my legs point my fingers toward the skies
Take a deep breath and close my eyes
Take me far away before it’s to late
I need to relax and meditate
Drift away for a short while
Go to my good place one that will make me smile
Inhale into your nose and with your moth blow out
It’s good for you there is no doubt
Take me far away before it’s to late
I need to relax and meditate
A beach a park or the ocean shore
It’s all going away not to return anymore
The mountains the desert or the deep sea
It’s a spiritual thing let your mind enter a different reality
Take me far away before it’s to late
I need to relax and meditate
Loosen your muscles and don’t let them tense
Forget your troubles it all makes sense
Come back to the real world changed and happy
Do this often to always remain healthy and free
I once was a little bit lax,
Failing to pay my income tax.
There is no need to guess,
I then faced the IRS;
Was sent to prison to relax.
Let’s relax and laugh and sing
Get to it now and make
Your thing
As a medicine it is great
Use those face muscles smile and meditate
Endorphins will be injected
And for others they will be infected
Add things up in your head
There is more good than bad instead
Take the time to pucker up
You never know your luck
Life is full and remember the good times
Toss the gloom and it will be divine.
© Paul Warren Poetry
And there it was…
a rose colored, winding path,
a narrow passage, maze like, but easily traversed
With a bent nail in the wood,
no gate remained, only rusted hinges
but beautiful rusted hinges they were
I felt their curves and screw heads
The post weathered with an enchanting patina,
woven in vine of an unknown variety
Stone boundaries in earthen shades
marked areas and channels
where foliage thrived and gladiolas
waved like flags in a cool breeze
I sat upon the lawn, uninvited but not feeling that way
and gazed towards the distant horizon
of hills and clouds and green
The world was silent except for my breathing,
calm lulled me as I floated within my mind
I felt the touch of something familiar
and I closed my eyes to experience it all
She took my hand and said, “relax’
and I did while opening my eyes
to find I was here, where I had always been
but I wasn’t…and it was because of her
I shut down and die each night.
I do not want to entertain anyone.
I do not want to hear my name.
I do not want to fix supper.
I shut down and die each night.
Spending my evening in my zippered zebra pajamas
And fluffy socks that do not have to match.
I pick up the remote and two I-pads and I sit in a stupor
Dead as the wall, the floor, the carpet, anything in the room.
I die the second I jump into my pajamas.
My phone goes off, and I am incognito, inaccessible, and dead.
My husband annoys me sometimes.
"Someone is calling you."
He used to answer my phone.
He has learned.
This is a dumb thing to do.
I will not be coaxed, coerced, or guilt-ed into anything I do
Not want to do.
I am dead, in my Lazy-Girl chair, clicking aimlessly through TV
shows I am not watching. I am dead to you, and me, and him
and everyone else. I die every night. It is how I can face the next day at work.
Self instructs, subject of own inspection
Sole idle suffuses our organic
Implicit say overcomes suggestion
Ideal sanctity outlives semantics
Isolated in single origin
Slaughters overt outside influences
Ordaining serene inspires sovereign
4th April 2021
Written for Contest: Seven Lines of Solitude
Sponsor: JCB Brul
My head is calm
My space is zen
I glide and I meander
Manoeuver in a psychic hovercraft
I’m in my private bubble
Impervious to noise around me
Blissfully cut off from outsiders
Their bitter words are hollow
They're out there l'm in here
Water off a duck’s back
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on January 28, 2020 for contest STRAND CHOICE 9 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable Mention
Posted on January 21, 2020
cold coke and coffee...
vintage bones high voltage style...
and...starting to write...
steamed thoughts andt...music...
and...on the shelf behind me...
dali clock balance...
there is weight to time...
right now it weighs four fifteen...
on our shoulders...
days get heavier...
midnight to noon...noon...midnight...
anyway...now...write...
i keep bad habits...
they are quite valuable...
...necessary times...
read...research...and dream...
science...maths...philosophy...
try to write a book...
different topics...theme...
keeping a notebook going...
to store ideas...
as necessary...
preparation...and hope...
something of it sells...
sand blown
mellow just chilling
sitting back
listening to
coffeehouse tunes
sipping a tall americano
at a table for one
set by the window
in the far corner
winding down
doodling pen in hand
jotting rough lines
of a poem on a napkin
pulling it together
precious me time
hiding out where
i can lose myself
and not be found
Published in my photo/poetry book ~TABLE FOR ONE~ 2019
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted on September 18, 2019
soaking in warmth
of late autumn rays
~ decompressing
posted on September 9, 2019