Which activities make you lose track of time?
Writing in silence, walking in trees,
Talking to kids or catching a breeze.
When heart is full and mind feels free,
Time forgets to count with me.
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The Quiet Ache
What bothers you and why?
What bothers me? A hardened face,
When hearts grow cold in time’s mad race.
When depth is lost for shallow gain,
It’s silence loud that leaves a stain.
Unmapped, Unafraid
Are you seeking security or adventure?
I don’t chase walls that feel like home,
For even fortresses fall when winds roam.
I sail with questions, not the shore,
And trust the tides to show me more.
If I Could Host a Dinner
If you could host a dinner and anyone you invite was sure to come, who would you invite?
I’d call the wise, the kind, the true,
The ones who see a soul right through.
Not just the famed with stories grand,
But those with warmth in heart and hand.
A poet, a monk, and my children too,
With wonder wide and joy so true.
And if love came and took a seat,
That night, the stars would taste so sweet.
What Time Teaches
What do you think gets better with age?
Not all that fades was meant to stay,
But wisdom grows in a quieter way.
Experience walks where haste once ran,
And shapes the soul far more than plans.
Rhythms Within
What time do you go to bed and wake up currently?
I rest when the stars begin to gleam,
And rise with calm before day’s first beam.
No fixed alarms, just nature’s nudge,
My inner clock refuses to budge.
While the world chases minutes and hours,
I move by sunrays and moonlit showers.
Time, to me, is not a chain,
It’s a quiet flow I don’t restrain.
To New Beginnings
This time, July feels different,
Not just rain tapping the pane,
But the hush of a new beginning,
And dreams boarding their own train.
No more clips in hurried hair,
No tiffins packed with tender care.
She walks into her rising sun,
With shining eyes and windswept hair.
From cycling to school in sun and shade,
To standing tall, unafraid.
Always on time, with quiet pride,
She’s grown with grace, with strength inside.
Her toys at home look proud today,
Though she’s not near, they seem to say:
“Go shine out there, we’ll hold your place,
Still wrapped in warmth, still full of grace.”
The breeze today stirs gentle chimes,
A whispered prayer in softened rhymes.
It feels like blessings in disguise,
Drifting beneath the open skies.
The lilies bloom as if they know,
Today she has a special glow.
They whisper, “Let’s make a vow together,
To bring her cheer, forever and ever.”
It’s time to live each day you dream,
To follow joy, not just the stream.
And keep the child in you alive,
The spark that helps your soul to thrive.
You must know you’re rare and true,
There’s no one else quite like you.
With grace you shine, with love you give,
You’re meant to soar, to lead, to live.
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