Posted in poetic musings

Between the Lines

The river glows where twilight fades,
a bridge of dreams through night cascades.
What light defines, the dark refines,
eternity flows between the lines.

Simi

As captured by Sudhanshu

Posted in poetry

Amber Closure

What’s your favorite time of day?

Sunset is fulfillment in crimson light,
A gentle closure soft and bright.
It paints the sky with calm release,
A day’s last breath that whispers peace.

Posted in everyday harmony

The Poet’s Bake

What’s your favorite recipe?

In sugar’s glow and butter’s blend,
I taste the journeys that never end.
Oven’s warmth, a poet’s creed,
where aspirations rise like loaves we knead.

Posted in a special bond

A Trailblazer- My Nani

She nurtures with a heart so tender, so true,
her poems like blossoms, fresh with morning dew.
Wise and radiant, her brilliance runs deep,
a wellspring of joy, a treasure we keep.

A pioneer in spirit, bold and smart,
with courage and kindness in equal part.
Dear Nani, your journey is a radiant song,
an inspiration we’ll carry lifelong.



Happy Birthday dearest Nani 💐✨

Simi

Posted in poetic musings

Radiant Union

The sunlight shimmers, the palm trees play,
their mirrored laughter brightens the way.
In liquid light, two worlds combine,
a radiant union, simple, sublime.

Simi

As captured by Sudhanshu

Posted in Conscious Living

It’s Everywhere

Tell us about the last thing you got excited about.

From butterflies kissing flowers at dawn,
to trees that sway as the rains fall on;
a child’s sweet smile, an elder’s prayer,
the moon and a cookie, life’s joy everywhere.

Posted in aspirations

City of Gratitude

How would you design the city of the future?

A city where gratitude flows like streams,
nourishing lives, fulfilling dreams.
Each breath a gift, each life a prayer,
a future of harmony woven with care.

Posted in poetic musings

Ripples of the Infinite

A silhouette drifts in the dimming glow,
Revealing a presence all beings know.

What lingers is not the race we run,
But the oneness of earth, sky, and sun.

In stillness, the infinite comes clear,
We are but ripples that vanish, yet reappear.

Simi

Through Sudhanshu’s  lens

Posted in poetic reflections

Born of a Prayer

Where did your name come from?

Ila is prayer without demand,
a stream that carves through shifting sand.
Her essence, timeless, vast, and free,
a bridge between the “is” and “to be.”

Posted in Writing Journey

Where I Belong

What do you enjoy most about writing?

What I enjoy is the soul’s gentle flight,
turning my silence into verses of light.
Each word a rhythm, each pause a song,
in writing I find where I truly belong.