What makes you nervous?
No rush, no fuss, I take my pace,
Even big things find their place.
My thoughts may spark, but I stay clear,
I choose the peace, not the fear.
What makes you nervous?
No rush, no fuss, I take my pace,
Even big things find their place.
My thoughts may spark, but I stay clear,
I choose the peace, not the fear.
How do you unwind after a demanding day?
“Unwinding’s a myth when you’re never too tight,
I dance through my chaos with laughter and light.
No knots to loosen, no burdens to drop,
Just moments that ripple, and gracefully stop.”

How do you use social media?
I use it like a quiet stream,
Not to shout but softly dream.
To share a thought, a verse, a view,
To light a spark in hearts anew.
No race for likes, no need to chase,
Just drops of truth in digital space.
A whispered word, a healing tone
To make the scrolling soul feel known.
A mirror of both peace and strife,
A curated slice of mindful life.
Not to impress, but to express
A little less noise, a little more depth.
Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind.
“Tiptoed back into the world’s ballet,
Lucky me, to twirl through another day!”
Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you.
It began as moments often do,
A fleeting smile, a friendly view.
Yet time unveiled a deeper thread,
A quiet bond, no words had said.
Though strangers shaped by lives unique,
We found the truths we didn’t seek.

Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.
While guiding little hands with care,
I ventured out from safe to rare.
In giving love both near and far,
I found my calling, healed each scar


What place in the world do you never want to visit? Why?
“I’d avoid the land where mirrors deceive,
where faces smile but hearts don’t believe.”
Describe a positive thing a family member has done for you.

They are the bloom from roots I tend,
Each step they take, a skyward bend.
I ask for nothing, yet I see,
Their rising light comes back to me.
What is your favorite restaurant?
Not walls and roofs, but grove and breeze,
My favourite place serves quiet and ease.
Beneath the stars or by a stream,
I dine with dusk and sip a dream.
Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
Ten years from now, I walk with grace,
Lines of time, but a glowing face.
Words I’ve sown in lands afar,
My voice now rides the winds like stars.
A poet, guide, and mother dear,
With wisdom soft and vision clear.
I speak, I write, I roam the skies,
In distant lands, my spirit flies.
From quiet hills to ocean’s shore,
Each journey opens up a door.
I teach, I learn, I laugh, I grow
With every step, my truths still flow.
I rise with sun, in peace I live,
With all I have, I still just give.
This life, a canvas, love the art,
A fit, fierce woman with a lionheart.