Within the sand, a secret breath abides,
Teaching the heart where true resilience hides.
Not all that matters lives beneath the sun,
Some battles are silent, yet bravely won.
Simi
Through Sujay’s lens
Echoes of the Unseen
Tag: reflections
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.
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
Jayati’s clicks
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.
The Better Screen
What TV shows did you watch as a kid?
Beside the glowing box, my gaze would stray,
To a window that lit up my day.
Butterflies, cats, and trees would play,
While birds sang tales the screen couldn’t say.
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
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
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.
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
Forevermore
What motivates you?
The vast unknown becomes my flame,
Each question whispers, never the same.
Embracing mystery, I’m free to explore,
Life opens its pages forevermore.
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