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I like how time moves slowly on Friday It pulls you back slightly Lets you arch your back more Stretch your neck To ease the painfully long days I like how Friday doesn't just let you go Into the weekend No, not so easily It prepares you to halt For you have been speeding all week The mad rush is now behind you And Friday ensures You seep into the next day Not enter into it hastily without a thought I like how thoughtful Friday is It knows we need the time to process And prepares us For the sunset that day For tomorrow, a new you will emerge Fresh, energized, confident, spirited Readily accepting the gift of a break That came with Friday Read all in the series #dayoftheweek Dedicated to #friday #friyay #weekend #paidstory #fridaythoughts #fridaysfeel

I like how time moves slowly on Friday It pulls you back slightly Lets you arch your back more Stretch your neck To ease the painfully long days I like how Friday doesn't just let you go Into the weekend No, not so easily It prepares you to halt For you have been speeding all week The mad rush is now behind you And Friday ensures You seep into the next day Not enter into it hastily without a thought I like how thoughtful Friday is It knows we need the time to process And prepares us For the sunset that day For tomorrow, a new you will emerge Fresh, energized, confident, spirited Readily accepting the gift of a break That came with Friday Read all in the series #dayoftheweek Dedicated to #friday #friyay #weekend #paidstory #fridaythoughts #fridaysfeel

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There is something comforting about Saturdays You look back on the week like a faded memory Won't remember what you ate Or what time you went to sleep Friday's conversations seem fresh in your mind And you play them on repeat and rewind You lie in the sheets longer And don't really care about the time or hunger A strong smell of coffee fills up the room Which brings back some memories out of the blue The household comes to a standstill And no chores or to-do lists come into sight There's something comforting about Saturdays alright! Read others from the series #dayoftheweek inspired from #days #lifequotes #paidstory #lazysoulquotes #latenightquotes

There is something comforting about Saturdays You look back on the week like a faded memory Won't remember what you ate Or what time you went to sleep Friday's conversations seem fresh in your mind And you play them on repeat and rewind You lie in the sheets longer And don't really care about the time or hunger A strong smell of coffee fills up the room Which brings back some memories out of the blue The household comes to a standstill And no chores or to-do lists come into sight There's something comforting about Saturdays alright! Read others from the series #dayoftheweek inspired from #days #lifequotes #paidstory #lazysoulquotes #latenightquotes

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Long drawn baths Scented candles Fresh coffee On a lazy Saturday An old movie Your head on my knees Waiting for rain On a lazy Saturday #dayoftheweek series #paidstory #saturday #saturdayfeeling #poetryseries #poemseries

Long drawn baths Scented candles Fresh coffee On a lazy Saturday An old movie Your head on my knees Waiting for rain On a lazy Saturday #dayoftheweek series #paidstory #saturday #saturdayfeeling #poetryseries #poemseries

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I am caught between end of August and start of September. I don't want to let go of the good things of August. The dancing in the rain, the swimming in mini pool of clogged water in balcony, the dressing up for Teej and Rakhi, the fridge full of sweets which now rest at fat inside me comfortably. August was good. I read on some nights, slept before midnight, woke before the sun did and loved every bit of it. And today as September started, it didn't feel like it did. Instead, it felt like a party's high point. The skies went crazy, rain gods left no mercy as if even August didn't want to leave. But when the calendar insisted, August decided to leave with a bang- smugly spill over the first day of September. So here I am, sipping my coffee with August on a drizzling September evening, unable to move on, hoping September doesn't begins after a blink. A September Story...or more like a August story #timeandthoughts #dayoftheweek #august #september #calendar #month

I am caught between end of August and start of September. I don't want to let go of the good things of August. The dancing in the rain, the swimming in mini pool of clogged water in balcony, the dressing up for Teej and Rakhi, the fridge full of sweets which now rest at fat inside me comfortably. August was good. I read on some nights, slept before midnight, woke before the sun did and loved every bit of it. And today as September started, it didn't feel like it did. Instead, it felt like a party's high point. The skies went crazy, rain gods left no mercy as if even August didn't want to leave. But when the calendar insisted, August decided to leave with a bang- smugly spill over the first day of September. So here I am, sipping my coffee with August on a drizzling September evening, unable to move on, hoping September doesn't begins after a blink. A September Story...or more like a August story #timeandthoughts #dayoftheweek #august #september #calendar #month

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There is something so comforting About drinking your favourite coffee From your favourite mug At your favourite spot Admiring a view you love There is something so comforting About mundane Monday Becoming better just for a few minutes New one in the series of #dayoftheweek series . This one's on #monday #paidstory #coffee #coffeethoughts #mundanemondays #mondaymusings #favourite

There is something so comforting About drinking your favourite coffee From your favourite mug At your favourite spot Admiring a view you love There is something so comforting About mundane Monday Becoming better just for a few minutes New one in the series of #dayoftheweek series . This one's on #monday #paidstory #coffee #coffeethoughts #mundanemondays #mondaymusings #favourite

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There must be a reason they call it Monday mood I begin to question everyone I meet Who the hell are you? Read the series #dayoftheweek poetry for free 🌼 #monday #mondaymood #sarcasm #shorttempered

There must be a reason they call it Monday mood I begin to question everyone I meet Who the hell are you? Read the series #dayoftheweek poetry for free 🌼 #monday #mondaymood #sarcasm #shorttempered

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Why do Sunday evenings feel so typical? It's always the same routine Plan the Monday, think ahead Make sure you have enough groceries Cross check the weekend checklist Ponder over the tasks incomplete Why do Sunday evenings feel so mundane? No thrill of a Friday night No promptness of a Saturday brunch Peace getting replaced by anticipation Worries resurfacing like a bubble Why do Sunday evenings feel so morose? Like the slow overcast but no drop of drizzle Like the left over dew from nights of drinking Culminating to a really bad hangover Why do Sunday evenings feel so empty? As if we used all its currency already Series of poems on #dayoftheweek This one's for a mundane morose Sunday #sunday #sundaymornings #sundaythoughts #sundayvibes

Why do Sunday evenings feel so typical? It's always the same routine Plan the Monday, think ahead Make sure you have enough groceries Cross check the weekend checklist Ponder over the tasks incomplete Why do Sunday evenings feel so mundane? No thrill of a Friday night No promptness of a Saturday brunch Peace getting replaced by anticipation Worries resurfacing like a bubble Why do Sunday evenings feel so morose? Like the slow overcast but no drop of drizzle Like the left over dew from nights of drinking Culminating to a really bad hangover Why do Sunday evenings feel so empty? As if we used all its currency already Series of poems on #dayoftheweek This one's for a mundane morose Sunday #sunday #sundaymornings #sundaythoughts #sundayvibes

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Sunday evenings are like bread crust They try to make the weekend look good But actually, they are tasteless Read the entire series of #dayoftheweek poetry. This one's for #sunday #daytime #sundayevening #weekend #bread

Sunday evenings are like bread crust They try to make the weekend look good But actually, they are tasteless Read the entire series of #dayoftheweek poetry. This one's for #sunday #daytime #sundayevening #weekend #bread

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I wish today was just another Monday. When I could wake up cribbing on the start of another week, knowing the endless pile of work constantly growing. When I could reminisce the relaxing weekend, spent gardening or reading or binge watching a favourite show. When I could eat the leftover pizza from Saturday night or cringe on the dishes in the sink from Sunday noon. But today didn't feel like just another Monday. Today seemed like a new beginning. The one with some faint memories of those who left us behind. A Monday when I woke up without a hurry or a worry. A Monday that bought out a rested, recycled and refreshed me- a day I had thought (for a long time) I would never see. From the series of #dayoftheweek poetry #paidstory #monday #relaxed #weekend #dayandnight

I wish today was just another Monday. When I could wake up cribbing on the start of another week, knowing the endless pile of work constantly growing. When I could reminisce the relaxing weekend, spent gardening or reading or binge watching a favourite show. When I could eat the leftover pizza from Saturday night or cringe on the dishes in the sink from Sunday noon. But today didn't feel like just another Monday. Today seemed like a new beginning. The one with some faint memories of those who left us behind. A Monday when I woke up without a hurry or a worry. A Monday that bought out a rested, recycled and refreshed me- a day I had thought (for a long time) I would never see. From the series of #dayoftheweek poetry #paidstory #monday #relaxed #weekend #dayandnight