If you had to give up one word that you use regularly, what would it be?
If I had to give up, I would give up, “Yesterday”
release its hold and not let it weigh.
The present alone is where I belong,
a fleeting now that forever stays strong.
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.
Too Precious to Frown
Are you holding a grudge? About?
No grudge to drag, no weight to hide,
life skips along like a carefree tide.
Each moment’s a treasure, too bright to bring down,
in heartfelt gratitude, joy wears the crown.
Eternity Lingers Here
Between these walls of paper and ink,
lie worlds far deeper than we think.
Each spine a doorway, each page a key,
unlocking the vast infinity.
Time folds gently where stories reside,
wisdom and wonder stand side by side.
Amid the clutter, a truth is clear,
eternity lingers, quietly here.
Simi
As captured by Jayati
Miles That Return to the Heart
Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
Beneath distant skies where strangers dwell,
I carried my roots, yet wore them well.
The furthest path was a circle’s art,
For every mile led back to heart.
Reflections of Joy
What does your ideal home look like?
An abode of sunbeams, of moonlit skies,
a home where nature’s green beauty lies.
Walls that shimmer with music from the heart,
a place from where warmth never departs.
Overwhelmed by Gratitude
What brings a tear of joy to your eye?
Gratitude overwhelms me, pure and deep,
a treasure the soul forever will keep.
It makes me wonder how blessed I stay,
in every breath, life’s grace lights my way.
Rust and Radiance
Though rust has kissed its iron frame,
its color burns, a quiet flame.
Forgotten use, yet beauty clings,
a relic speaks of fleeting things.
Time may erode, yet hues refuse,
to dim the stories they still choose.
An old red form the world may lose,
but in its presence, time renews.
Not all that ages fades away,
some grow brighter in their stay.
What seems forgotten still can glow,
teaching more than we may know.
Simi
Jayati’s clicks
Why I Blog: Weaving Thoughts Into Words
Why do you blog?
I blog to weave the unseen threads,
to give voice to thoughts the heart embeds.
Each word a mirror, each line a flame,
seeking truth beyond a name.
In Her Own Words
Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.
“My dear,” my mother said, “life is not a race.
Walk it with grace, don’t rush the pace.
The world may be noisy, but peace you’ll always find,
It rests in your heart, not somewhere outside.”
Fantastic
How are you feeling right now?
I always feel fantastic, as if life itself is a song,
Each breath a note, each step where I belong.
Not because the world is flawless each day,
But because my spirit chooses its own joyous way
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