“The blue streets made me wonder; why we refer some feelings as, blue..
The color possesses a unique enigma, which like love is, deep and true,”
Simi
Charismatic Hue
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.
Mesmeric Valor
“His eyes are full of wisdom, guts and glistening guile,
You are sure to get captivated, just see him for a while.
Abode
“How precious it can be, you never know, your abandoned piece of scrap,
It can be a home to little creatures, in which her little ones, she would wrap.’
Simi
Unverbalized Expectations
“Sometimes i wish, the unsaid was comprehended,
The untold was perceived…when life was in a spin.
I long to be awed once in while,
And yearn for somethings which i wish deep within.”
Simi
Le Petit Musicien
He holds the guitar as close as he can, with smaller, he doesn’t want to compromise,
He desires to play the finest of tunes, to his highest pitch he wants to rise.
Engrossed in his music, unaware of the world, this little star has his own ways,
When i ask about the superb euphony, “They are chords mom..”, he gently says.
I love the musician in him, for his guitar is all, this artist desires,
Am so sure he ‘n his music would go places, ’cause that’s what he humbly aspires.!!
#Rockstar
My little musician who indulged into music when he just touched 5...Or maybe much before that..his fingers could feel the strings..!!
Prismatic Endeavor
As i danced, my colors danced along,
Together we sang, the most beautiful song.
My zeal and their exuberance created a fervor so profuse,
A plethora of possibilities, where there was nothing to lose.
No thoughts too deep , no emotions involved,
No intricate, life puzzles to be solved.
Enigmatic Horizon
“As the moments flow by, swift and rippled, trying to reach the goal,
Some are bright, some wispy, some merely carrying on, playing a momentous role.”
Ingenuous Curiosity
“She smiles to all my secrets, even when i whisper in her ear,
I am puzzled when people say, Granny can not hear..!”
Simi
Reminisce
Outdoors, for us meant socializing, we have grown reciting, running and playing around,
Much deeper were the bonds that we built, ’cause instead of internet, existed the playground.
Feelings were true, expressions boundless, we cried the real tears,
Our legs used to give up, but never the hearts, we laughed without any fears.
We never bothered how we looked, how old was the shirt we wore,
The swings were our creation, the food was mother’s preparation, what could we ask for more?
Treasured Moments
“You just don’t care for yourself o mom, sit down now let me see..!!
I’ll have to work really hard on you”, she sounded worried as she told me.
I was amazed at the warmth of her little fingers, marking maps within my hair,
Her entire collection was spread on the bed, with so much love and care.
I savored the luxury of the softest touch, basked in the warmth so pure,
Felt blessed and ecstatic to have her in my life, she’s my angel for sure.
Simi says... 