What’s your favorite thing to cook?
I love to bake; it teaches me to wait,
That meaning rises slowly, not in haste.
What enters raw must pass through fire and time,
To learn that faith transforms before it shines.
Author: SIMI
A lover of life and its divine details, I chose many professions, but writing chose me. The word infinity has always stirred a quiet wonder in me, about where we come from, where we’re going, and what lies beyond. It is this wonder that fuels my words.
A certified life coach, dentist, nutritionist, dietitian, content creator, and French language enthusiast, I wear many hats, but at heart, I’m a seeker. A seeker of meaning, of beauty, of the unseen stories that surround us. To me, life is not a destination, but a sacred process of continuous learning, feeling, and unfolding.
This space, Poetry and Fitness, is where my passions meet: emotional well-being, physical health, parenting reflections, and poetic expression. Through every post, every poem, and every quote, I hope to spark thought, healing, and a sense of connection.
Thank you for being here. Let’s grow, heal, and rise together.
Patience, Version 1.0
Write about your first computer.
My first computer took its time to think,
a blinking cursor, a cautious blink.
It whirred and hummed like an old refrain,
teaching me patience, click by click, again.
On Time
What’s the thing you’re most scared to do? What would it take to get you to do it?
I’m scared of being late, of missing what’s true,
the moments that slip if I rush right through.
Late to people, chances, the whisper of now,
time taps my shoulder: slow down somehow.
What it would take is trusting the clock a bit more,
and choosing presence over hurry, somehow evermore.
Magic in Between
What do you complain about the most?
I complain how quickly we take for granted,
life and nature, quietly enchanted.
We hurry past wonders dressed as routine,
and miss the magic living in between.
Playing It Right
What are your favorite sports to watch and play?
I play the sport called life each day,
where balance matters more than speed or sway.
I love to watch resolve turn into art,
as effort moves with rhythm, mind, and heart.
Beyond the Haze
When days feel low and answers hide,
And thoughts drift like unsettled dust,
When the heart is restless yet hope survives,
And courage whispers, carry on, because you must.
Pause and notice, are you breathing still?
Is each heartbeat shouting, you haven’t gone.
Anxieties trying to shake, but deep within,
Smiles a will that carries on.
Be the one that pulls you back
The one that holds when the footing slips,
The calm that steadies shaking ground,
The power found in softened grips.
Yes, time may rush and moments blur,
And certainty may rarely stay,
But you keep choosing one more step,
And that, alone, is how you rise each day.
Simi
Between the lines
What books do you want to read?
I want books that whisper, not shout,
that leave soft pauses, inside and out.
Stories that linger, teach, and stay
the kind you finish, then live each day.
Belonging
Write about a few of your favorite family traditions.
We gather without occasion, simply to be near,
meals linger, stories flow, laughter sincere.
We pray in quiet moments, grateful and strong,
soft traditions reminding us where we belong.
Shoonya
What do you enjoy doing most in your leisure time?
I enjoy slow moments that ask for nothing,
time to think, breathe, and simply be.
A few quiet words, a walk, some light,
leisure, to me, is unhurried clarity.
Rain Check with a Lake
Name an attraction or town close to home that you still haven’t got around to visiting.
There’s a lake that winks as I rush on by,
all glitter and jokes under an open sky.
“Next time!” I laugh, and it seems to agree,
some fun likes waiting as much as me.
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