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
Jayati’s clicks
List 10 things you know to be absolutely certain.
The sun will rise though nights are long,
Change will hum its lifelong song.
A kind word mends what time forgot,
And love still heals more than it ought.
The quiet mind will always know,
Peace begins where judgments go.
Joy shared doubles, pain confessed,
We’re all just souls on some strange quest.
The body speaks in silent tone,
And you, dear heart, are not alone.
Describe one of your favorite moments.
My favorite moments brightly shine,
When my kids gather, their hearts combine.
Their laughter sparkles, wild and true,
In their love, life feels brand new.
What notable things happened today?
The galaxy stayed, it did not break,
The sun arose, the earth stayed awake.
The trees kept breathing, calm and true,
Life whispered gently, “I carry you.”
What are you passionate about?
I’m drawn to life’s radiant song,
Where simple joys keep dancing along.
To learn, to love, to rise and see,
Each moment unfolds new mystery.
Share a story about someone who had a positive impact on your life.
She spoke with calm when storms would rise,
Put quiet stars in my cloudy skies.
Her faith in me, a steady flame,
Lit parts of me I never named.
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.
Have you ever been camping?
Yes, I have camped, for life is a flame,
a dance of the wild, a nameless game.
We build, we burn, we rise, we fall,
yet under the stars, we are endless, we are all.
Yes, I have camped beneath open skies,
for life itself is a camp in disguise.
We pitch, we wander, we laugh, we roam,
under countless stars, we find our home
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