When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?
The day I knew I was responsible for me,
I found both strength and liberty.
Not in control, but gentle care,
To hold my heart and still be there.
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.
The Moon Speaks
I rise again, as I always do,
Silent witness to love and longing.
They wait for me, eyes glistening with devotion,
Hands folded, hearts whispering ancient promises.
I see hunger, not for food, but for faith.
For something eternal in a world so fleeting.
And I wonder, do they know,
The light they seek in me, already glows within them?
I’ve watched centuries pass like silver clouds,
Women praying, men smiling,
Families gathering under my gentle gaze,
And still, no one asks me how I shine.
It isn’t the sun alone that gives me light,
It’s the patience to reflect, the courage to be still.
Maybe love is the same,
Not always burning, sometimes simply glowing back.
So tonight, as you lift your veil and look up,
Don’t just see me, see yourself.
For the moon you adore,
Is merely your own calm, mirrored in the sky.
Simi
Through Sujay’s lens
If I Had a Million to Give
If you had a million dollars to give away, who would you give it to?
I’d gift it where hope has lost its name,
Where light still flickers beneath the rain.
For giving is not about wealth or fame,
It’s setting a soul back into flame
If I Were Guaranteed Not to Fail
What’s something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail.
I’d pour my heart into healing each soul,
Mending the cracks that once took the toll.
I’d plant more faith where fear once grew,
And teach the world what gratitude can do.
When Children Find Their Wings
What was the hardest personal goal you’ve set for yourself?
To love, yet not to lead their way,
To guide through silence more than say.
To trust their wings, though skies are new,
That’s the hardest goal a heart can do.
Beyond the Canvas
Who are your favorite artists?
Those who turn pain into color and grace,
Who paint truths time can’t erase.
Their work isn’t shown, it’s felt through the heart,
For they live what others call art.
The Sound Within
What is your favorite hobby or pastime?
With music, I drift where meanings blur,
No lyrics needed, just rhythms stir.
It speaks in tones my heart can hear,
A language pure, serene, and clear.
Boundless
What would you do if you lost all your possessions?
There’s nothing to lose, it’s all just play,
The sun still smiles in the same bright way.
With empty hands, I’m rich once more,
For life still knocks at my open door.
Living The Dream
List three jobs you’d consider pursuing if money didn’t matter.
I’d weave with words to heal and inspire,
Guide lost hearts to their truest fire.
Plant seeds of hope where silence grew,
And joyfully, it’s what I already do.
Hymn of Existence
What would your life be like without music?
Nature hums in every breath and seam
For music is existence, not a dream.
Raindrops, birds, and waves all keep it near,
For music lives in all we see and hear.
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