At the Fork By Jacky Kapadia At the fork where quiet roads divide, One paved with echoes of what’s been, One lit by doubt and daring stride, I pause between the now and then. The first is lined with borrowed light, Familiar signs I’ve learned to read, The other bends beyond my sight, A path that asks for faith, not speed. Each choice reshapes the name I wear, Each step edits the tale I tell, For destinies are drawn in air By how we choose to walk, not dwell. So I lift my eyes from fear’s design And trust the pull of truer art— Not where the crowd has drawn the line, But where the soul declares its start. ==================END=================== #AtTheFork, #Poetry, #LifeChoices, #Crossroads, #DecisionMaking, #Journey, #SelfDiscovery, #InnerVoice, #NewBeginnings, #Reflection, #MindfulLiving, #PathLessTraveled, #Hope, #Courage, #Growth #poem

Two Roads 🛣️ By Jacky Kapadia Two roads unroll where morning breaks, One paved with promise, clear and wide; The other bends through silent lakes And shadows where old doubts reside. The first is lit by crowded flame, With signposts carved in public sight; The second bears no guiding name, Yet hums with undiscovered light. I weigh the maps of borrowed dreams Against the pull of untamed will, And hear within the crossing streams A choice that time alone can still. So step by step, I claim my way— Not led by fear nor shaped by crowd; For roads are vows we make each day, And walking one is choosing loud. ==================END=================== #TwoRoads, #poetry, #lifechoices, #journey, #decision, #path, #destiny, #selfdiscovery, #philosophy, #inspiration, #motivation, #mindfulness, #reflection, #hope, #courage, #future, #dreams, #freedom, #writing, #poem

The Undergrowth🌿 By Jacky Kapadia Beneath the proud trees’ towering grace, Where sunlight breaks in fractured gleams, The undergrowth claims its secret place, A woven world of roots and dreams. Thorns whisper tales of patient fight, Of creeping vines and mossy schemes, They clutch the soil with quiet might And guard the earth’s forgotten streams. In tangled shade, small lives convene— Ants build empires grain by grain, While ferns unfold in emerald sheen And drink the hush of falling rain. Unseen, it feeds the forest’s soul, A breathing bed where futures start; From darkened depths, all green things grow— The wild heart’s pulse, the woodland’s heart. ==================END=================== #poetry #nature #forest #undergrowth #wilderness #ecosystem #plants #roots #vines #ferns #moss #earth #soil #life #growth #renewal #survival #biodiversity #shade #rain #wildlife #insects #environment #greenworld #naturalbeauty #symbolism #imagery #ecology #resilience #harmony #hiddenlife