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.
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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
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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
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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
Unveiled Essence
Why must I be bound by a single glance,
confined to the surface, a fleeting chance?
Am I not more than the frame you face,
more than a moment, a passing trace?
My beauty is not just a polished view,
it breathes in turns, in silences too.
Each facet whispers a story anew,
yet discerning eyes belong to few.
Beyond the glance, endless worlds reside,
unseen horizons at every side.
My nature unfolds in shifting light,
revealed through patience, not in sight.
Judge me not by the first embrace,
for depth is hidden in subtle space.
To truly know, one must dare,
to look again, and find me there.
Simi
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