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  • Ember of the Unbroken By " Jacky Kapadia


    In the hush of ruin where cold winds conspire,
    A single ember hides beneath the ash and stone,
    No blaze to boast, no crown of golden fire,
    Yet it clings to life with a courage all its own.


    Silent guardian of what the world forgot,
    It pulses softly, dreaming it is not.Through tempests fierce and nights that have no end,
    When every bridge is burned and hope grows thin,
    Still it remembers what the broken cannot mend—


    The ancient vow that lives beneath the skin.
    It drinks the dark like wine, it feeds on pain,
    And turns each wound into a quiet gain.Then comes the hour when the smallest breath arrives,
    A whisper of dawn across the blackened field,


    The ember stirs, expands, and then revives—
    A flame that neither time nor fate can yield.
    It rises not in fury, loud and bright,
    But with a steady, consecrated light.Behold the fire no darkness can subdue,


    The soul that bends but never learns to break.
    From ember born, a quiet legend grew—
    A beacon for the lost, for all who ache.
    Carry it forward, let the whole world see:


    The Unbroken lives in you, and lives in me.


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    #EmberOfTheUnbroken, #InspirationalPoetry, #MotivationalPoetry, #PoetryOfStrength, #UnbrokenSpirit, #RiseFromAshes, #PoetryCommunity, #PoetryLovers, #InspirationalPoem, #MotivationalPoems, #HealingPoetry, #ResiliencePoetry, #HopePoetry, #InnerStrength, #PoetSoInstagram, #WritersOfInstagram, #PoetryOfInstagram, #SpilledInk, #PoetryIsNotDead, #Inspiration, #Motivation, #SelfGrowth, #NeverGiveUp, #PoemOfTheDay, #PoetryGram
    Ember of the Unbroken By " Jacky Kapadia In the hush of ruin where cold winds conspire, A single ember hides beneath the ash and stone, No blaze to boast, no crown of golden fire, Yet it clings to life with a courage all its own. Silent guardian of what the world forgot, It pulses softly, dreaming it is not.Through tempests fierce and nights that have no end, When every bridge is burned and hope grows thin, Still it remembers what the broken cannot mend— The ancient vow that lives beneath the skin. It drinks the dark like wine, it feeds on pain, And turns each wound into a quiet gain.Then comes the hour when the smallest breath arrives, A whisper of dawn across the blackened field, The ember stirs, expands, and then revives— A flame that neither time nor fate can yield. It rises not in fury, loud and bright, But with a steady, consecrated light.Behold the fire no darkness can subdue, The soul that bends but never learns to break. From ember born, a quiet legend grew— A beacon for the lost, for all who ache. Carry it forward, let the whole world see: The Unbroken lives in you, and lives in me. ==================END=================== #EmberOfTheUnbroken, #InspirationalPoetry, #MotivationalPoetry, #PoetryOfStrength, #UnbrokenSpirit, #RiseFromAshes, #PoetryCommunity, #PoetryLovers, #InspirationalPoem, #MotivationalPoems, #HealingPoetry, #ResiliencePoetry, #HopePoetry, #InnerStrength, #PoetSoInstagram, #WritersOfInstagram, #PoetryOfInstagram, #SpilledInk, #PoetryIsNotDead, #Inspiration, #Motivation, #SelfGrowth, #NeverGiveUp, #PoemOfTheDay, #PoetryGram
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  • " The Boy Who Learned to Speak " By Jacky Kapadia


    In silent rooms where shadows softly grew,
    A boy once lived with words he never knew.
    His thoughts like birds behind a guarded sky,
    Would flutter, ache, yet never dare to fly.


    He watched the world in gestures, signs, and eyes,
    In quiet truths that language often denies.
    Each whisper passed him like a distant stream,
    Unheard, yet stirring echoes in his dream.


    But time, a patient sculptor of the soul,
    Began to shape the fragments into whole.
    A syllable, then two—uncertain, weak—
    Until one day, the boy began to speak.


    And oh, the sound—no louder than the breeze,
    Yet strong enough to bend the tallest trees.
    For in that voice, once hidden, now set free,
    He spoke not just in words—but finally, he.


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    #PoetryLovers, #SpokenWordPoetry, #InspirationalPoem, #CreativeWriting, #PoemOfTheDay, #LiteraryArt, #EmotionalPoetry, #ModernPoetry, #WritersCommunity, #PoetryCommunity, #VoiceAndExpression, #PowerOfWords, #StorytellingArt, #DeepThoughts, #MindfulWriting, #ArtOfPoetry, #PoeticJourney, #SelfExpression, #HumanExperience, #SilentToSpeech
    " The Boy Who Learned to Speak " By Jacky Kapadia In silent rooms where shadows softly grew, A boy once lived with words he never knew. His thoughts like birds behind a guarded sky, Would flutter, ache, yet never dare to fly. He watched the world in gestures, signs, and eyes, In quiet truths that language often denies. Each whisper passed him like a distant stream, Unheard, yet stirring echoes in his dream. But time, a patient sculptor of the soul, Began to shape the fragments into whole. A syllable, then two—uncertain, weak— Until one day, the boy began to speak. And oh, the sound—no louder than the breeze, Yet strong enough to bend the tallest trees. For in that voice, once hidden, now set free, He spoke not just in words—but finally, he. ==================END=================== #PoetryLovers, #SpokenWordPoetry, #InspirationalPoem, #CreativeWriting, #PoemOfTheDay, #LiteraryArt, #EmotionalPoetry, #ModernPoetry, #WritersCommunity, #PoetryCommunity, #VoiceAndExpression, #PowerOfWords, #StorytellingArt, #DeepThoughts, #MindfulWriting, #ArtOfPoetry, #PoeticJourney, #SelfExpression, #HumanExperience, #SilentToSpeech
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  • 🌄 My Own Trail By Jacky Kapadia

    I walk where maps dissolve in dust and light,
    Through silent turns no borrowed stars can guide.
    Each step I claim becomes my inner right,
    A whispered oath the wind keeps at my side.

    No crowded roads can shape the dreams I hold,
    Nor echoes tame the fire beneath my skin.
    I carve my course in lines of quiet gold,
    Where doubt may fade and daring may begin.

    The hills may rise like questions yet unknown,
    Their shadows stretch like fears I must outgrow.
    Still hope becomes the compass I have sown,
    A steady flame that only I can know.

    And when the dusk unfolds its velvet veil 🌙
    I’ll trace my footprints shining in the night.
    For every soul must write its secret trail,
    And mine shall glow with self-forged, fearless light ✨

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    #WhereTheGrassWasGreen, #NaturePoetry, #PoetryLovers, #NatureInspiredWriting, #GreenFieldsForever, #PastoralPoetry, #RomanticNaturePoem, #PoeticExpressions, #SoulfulPoetry, #CreativePoetryCommunity, #NatureVerse, #LiteraryPoetry, #ModernPoets, #PoetryForInstagram, #WritersOfTheWorld, #PoetryDaily, #NatureAesthetic, #EmotionalPoetry, #ArtOfWords, #TimelessPoetry, #PoetryGram, #NatureWriting, #PoetryCreatives, #ClassicStylePoetry, #InspirationalPoems
    🌄 My Own Trail By Jacky Kapadia I walk where maps dissolve in dust and light, Through silent turns no borrowed stars can guide. Each step I claim becomes my inner right, A whispered oath the wind keeps at my side. No crowded roads can shape the dreams I hold, Nor echoes tame the fire beneath my skin. I carve my course in lines of quiet gold, Where doubt may fade and daring may begin. The hills may rise like questions yet unknown, Their shadows stretch like fears I must outgrow. Still hope becomes the compass I have sown, A steady flame that only I can know. And when the dusk unfolds its velvet veil 🌙 I’ll trace my footprints shining in the night. For every soul must write its secret trail, And mine shall glow with self-forged, fearless light ✨ ==================END=================== #WhereTheGrassWasGreen, #NaturePoetry, #PoetryLovers, #NatureInspiredWriting, #GreenFieldsForever, #PastoralPoetry, #RomanticNaturePoem, #PoeticExpressions, #SoulfulPoetry, #CreativePoetryCommunity, #NatureVerse, #LiteraryPoetry, #ModernPoets, #PoetryForInstagram, #WritersOfTheWorld, #PoetryDaily, #NatureAesthetic, #EmotionalPoetry, #ArtOfWords, #TimelessPoetry, #PoetryGram, #NatureWriting, #PoetryCreatives, #ClassicStylePoetry, #InspirationalPoems ✨
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  • 🌿 Where the Grass Was Green 🌿 By Jacky Kapadia

    Where the grass was green in the morning light,
    Soft whispers of dawn would gently rise,
    The earth wore dreams in silver white,
    And hope lay clear beneath open skies.

    There wandered hearts with barefoot grace,
    Through fields that sang of time untold,
    Each breeze a tender, warm embrace,
    Each blade a thread of living gold.

    Seasons turned with quiet art,
    Yet memory lingered in every hue,
    For nature etched upon the heart
    A timeless path both pure and true.

    And though the years may drift unseen,
    Like rivers fading into the blue,
    The soul returns where grass was green —
    To find its dawn forever new. ✨

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    #WhereTheGrassWasGreen, #NaturePoetry, #PoetryLovers, #NatureInspiredWriting, #GreenFieldsForever, #PastoralPoetry, #RomanticNaturePoem, #PoeticExpressions, #SoulfulPoetry, #CreativePoetryCommunity, #NatureVerse, #LiteraryPoetry, #ModernPoets, #PoetryForInstagram, #WritersOfTheWorld, #PoetryDaily, #NatureAesthetic, #EmotionalPoetry, #ArtOfWords, #TimelessPoetry, #PoetryGram, #NatureWriting, #PoetryCreatives, #ClassicStylePoetry, #InspirationalPoems
    🌿 Where the Grass Was Green 🌿 By Jacky Kapadia Where the grass was green in the morning light, Soft whispers of dawn would gently rise, The earth wore dreams in silver white, And hope lay clear beneath open skies. There wandered hearts with barefoot grace, Through fields that sang of time untold, Each breeze a tender, warm embrace, Each blade a thread of living gold. Seasons turned with quiet art, Yet memory lingered in every hue, For nature etched upon the heart A timeless path both pure and true. And though the years may drift unseen, Like rivers fading into the blue, The soul returns where grass was green — To find its dawn forever new. ✨ ==================END=================== #WhereTheGrassWasGreen, #NaturePoetry, #PoetryLovers, #NatureInspiredWriting, #GreenFieldsForever, #PastoralPoetry, #RomanticNaturePoem, #PoeticExpressions, #SoulfulPoetry, #CreativePoetryCommunity, #NatureVerse, #LiteraryPoetry, #ModernPoets, #PoetryForInstagram, #WritersOfTheWorld, #PoetryDaily, #NatureAesthetic, #EmotionalPoetry, #ArtOfWords, #TimelessPoetry, #PoetryGram, #NatureWriting, #PoetryCreatives, #ClassicStylePoetry, #InspirationalPoems ✨
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  • "One Moment to Decide " By Jacky Kapadia

    In the quiet pause between doubt and will,
    Where time seems soft and the world stands still,
    A single breath, a fleeting tide—
    Is all we’re given to choose our side.

    The road ahead is veiled in haze,
    Lit only by our hopeful gaze;
    Yet courage blooms where fears reside,
    Within that moment we must decide.

    No map can show what lies beyond,
    No promise carved, no sacred bond;
    But hearts grow strong when faith is guide,
    And dreams awaken when we decide.

    For life is shaped not by the years,
    But by the steps we take through fears;
    And destinies are born with pride,
    In just one moment—to decide.

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    #poetry, #poem, #poetrycommunity, #poetsofinstagram, #writersofinstagram, #instapoetry, #poetrylovers, #poetrydaily, #creativewriting, #poetryinspiration, #motivationalpoetry, #inspirationalpoem, #lifechoices, #decisionmaking, #couragequotes, #mindsetmatters, #selfgrowth, #personaldevelopment, #lifejourney, #faithandcourage, #motivationalwriting, #writerscommunity, #poetrygram, #deepthoughts, #powerofchoice, #inspirationdaily, #wordstoliveby, #poetrysociety, #modernpoetry, #thoughtprovoking
    "One Moment to Decide " By Jacky Kapadia In the quiet pause between doubt and will, Where time seems soft and the world stands still, A single breath, a fleeting tide— Is all we’re given to choose our side. The road ahead is veiled in haze, Lit only by our hopeful gaze; Yet courage blooms where fears reside, Within that moment we must decide. No map can show what lies beyond, No promise carved, no sacred bond; But hearts grow strong when faith is guide, And dreams awaken when we decide. For life is shaped not by the years, But by the steps we take through fears; And destinies are born with pride, In just one moment—to decide. ==================END=================== #poetry, #poem, #poetrycommunity, #poetsofinstagram, #writersofinstagram, #instapoetry, #poetrylovers, #poetrydaily, #creativewriting, #poetryinspiration, #motivationalpoetry, #inspirationalpoem, #lifechoices, #decisionmaking, #couragequotes, #mindsetmatters, #selfgrowth, #personaldevelopment, #lifejourney, #faithandcourage, #motivationalwriting, #writerscommunity, #poetrygram, #deepthoughts, #powerofchoice, #inspirationdaily, #wordstoliveby, #poetrysociety, #modernpoetry, #thoughtprovoking
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