What public figure do you disagree with the most?
I differ at times, but not to close the door,
For every voice may hold a truth I’ve yet to know.
I seek the light in views that clash with mine,
Hoping in discord, some new stars will shine.
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Crafting My Calling
What is your career plan?
With dreams in my eyes and purpose in my stride,
I walk the path where passion and growth collide.
Learning each day, giving all I can,
Anchored in grace since my journey began.
I stand by the quiet, the tender, the true,
Uplifting the hearts that the world never knew.
Each step I take, a story I weave
Of purpose, of love, of those who believe.
Life Plays On
What was the last live performance you saw?
The last live performance I saw was the sky,
painting dusk in hues no artist could try.
A mother’s hush, a guitar’s tune,
the wind’s soft waltz beneath the moon
life performs in silence and sound,
its stage is vast, its meaning profound.
There was no curtain call, no applause,
only a quiet pause that gave me cause
to realize: the truest shows are free,
they play in moments we rarely see.
And sometimes, the stars align just so,
in laughter, light, and a soft echo.
To My Girl, Who’s Made of Magic
You wear your formals, smile polite,
But your soul still dances in the night.
A singer’s heart, a dancer’s fire,
Still searching for her truest wire.
Others may glide, may get with ease,
But you, my girl, are made of seas.
Your heart’s too wide, your soul too vast,
To settle for a dream that won’t last.
You shine too bright for shortcuts small,
You’re meant to rise, not just install.
Don’t count your worth by speed or race,
But by the love you leave in place.
Baby, you’re no faded flame,
You’re playing life’s most honest game.
You’re not behind, you’re being grown
For a life that sings in your own tone.
You don’t just chase what comes with ease,
You’re made to stir, to move, to breathe.
To light up rooms, to love out loud,
To make your mark without the crowd.
God’s silence isn’t Him unkind,
It’s just the sculpting of your mind.
Not every gift comes wrapped and neat,
Some bloom beneath your own brave feet.
You question love, you doubt what’s right,
But still you wake and hold the light.
You laugh, you sing, you give, you try,
And teach the stars how not to cry.
So take your time, be wild, be free,
You’re more than roles the world might see.
You are a storm, a song, a flame,
And life will never be the same.
For every step, each dream you chase,
You leave behind a sacred trace.
You’re not just “good”, You’re rare, you’re true.
And I thank life, because it gave me you.
MA
Verses in Service
What do you do to be involved in the community?
I lend my voice to silent cries, through verse that heals and sees,
I stand beside the brave and kind, where hope floats on the breeze.
With every word, I build a bridge where hearts and courage shine,
An army wife with poet’s heart, on service I align.
A Day as the Morning Breeze
What’s a job you would like to do for just one day?
I’d love to be the morning breeze,
Whispering tales through dancing trees.
To kiss the earth, then drift away,
A fleeting guest of dawn’s ballet.
Beyond the Label
What are your favorite brands and why?
I love the brands that sell less things, more thought,
Where meaning’s stitched in every thread I bought.
They lift the weary, not just profits high,
And leave the earth with a cleaner sky.
Anchored in Grace, Guided by Light
List the people you admire and look to for advice…
When life feels loud, I find my peace in voices calm and true,
My parents’ love, my lifelong roots, in all I think and do.
And when the soul seeks silent depths beyond what eyes can see,
Sadhguru’s words flow in like light, anchoring and free.
Why I Vote
Do you vote in political elections?
Yes, I vote, it’s my way to say,
Rights mean little if duties stray.
Whispers of My Why
What gives you direction in life?
Each smile I spark, a star I chase,
In every soul, I find my place.
With poems, care, and gentle might,
I live to turn their dark to light.
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