Sometimes we don’t have an idea…
and yet somehow we stand
as if the earth itself
whispers, “Hold on.”
The edge trembles,
the ground uncertain,
but still it rests,
silent strength in motion.
When the weight feels heavier than you,
when the next step is hidden,
trust the unseen hands
that keep you steady.
Balance is not perfection,
it’s the quiet courage
to stand, to wait,
and to move forward anyway.
Simi
Through Sujay’s lens
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
What brings you peace?
Peace is the essence, not crafted by hand,
It dwells in the silence we let simply stand.
When we cease to compel the rivers to sway,
The stillness inside finds its own way.
I’m not forgotten, just at rest,
A breath between what’s next and best.
Some wheels must stop to realign,
To find the road that feels like mine.
Simi
Through Adi’s lens
The sun bows low in skies of gold,
Where silence speaks, and light unfolds.
An evening paused in a gentle frame,
Framed in stillness as night lays its claim.
Yet in each ending, something starts
A quiet glow that stirs our hearts.
Simi
Through the lens of Arca
What’s your definition of romantic?
It’s not in roses or a setting sun,
It’s a presence felt within, not a thrill you have to outrun.
No loud confessions, no scripted art
Just quiet warmth that fills the heart.
It doesn’t wait for stars to align,
It grows in shadows and in shine.
A glance, a hand, a breath held tight
It lives in silence, walks through night.
It stays through chaos, calm, and rain,
Not seeking praise, not fearing strain.
It’s not about the grand display
It’s in the love that doesn’t stray.
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