Dum spiro spero

Charm

Published by

Simona Prilogan

26th Sep 2025

It’s snowing the tales over us
With chapters surrounded by charm.
The evening is seizing the palm
Of seven desires. A spell
Is crossing in seconds the path,
Just seven were those, yet apart
Some stings lost their battle duel.

It’s raining the colours in verse
In seven nuances through rhymes,
Their songs bring the night in the cymes
With seven desirous bouquets
Of ardours from seven planets
Till blue turns on magical breeze
Like those seven shadings of seas.

While seven sunsets read to us
A story depicted from skies
Your warmth pens on stones seven highs
Of beauty of life, sensing care
Through seven sunrises we share
On our but unique love star
A fresh charm it’s playing guitar.

I’m Simona

One day, I tumbled from a tiny star called Dream and landed in a cup of Hope, just beyond the zone of hard work, where daily wishes meet reality.

I’ve always dreamed of visiting Antarctica, though I haven’t made it there yet! Until then, I journey through the intricate landscapes of the human body in my work at the hospital, tracking the unseen stories of cells.

When I step outside my comfort zone, you might find me on a train to Eastbourne, Matlock, or Canterbury, breathing in the fresh air and gathering inspiration. I return with pockets full of poetic ideas, though time rarely lets me write them all down.

London’s endless rainy days often set the stage for my impromptu singing performances on my way to work. I love dancing too, especially the waltz, though I’m a bit too shy to twirl in the rain.

I have a soft spot for pasta, coffee, chocolate, and a good laugh. Politics might elude me, but the human soul does not. And if there’s one thing I believe in, it’s this: Love is our strongest emotion, survival instinct, and essential need.