" The Art of Rising Again " By Jacky Kapadia When shadows fall and hope grows thin, When silent battles rage within, The soul, though bruised, still learns to see A hidden strength it was meant to be. For every fall is not the end, But soil where broken dreams can mend; And every scar, though born of pain, Becomes the map to rise again. The wind may bend the strongest tree, The storm may steal what used to be; Yet roots run deep beneath the ground— In quiet depths, resilience is found. So rise—not as you were before, But wiser, stronger, wanting more; For life’s true art, through loss and flame, Is finding the courage to rise again. ==================END=================== #TheArtOfRisingAgain, #RiseAgain, #Resilience, #Strength, #Courage, #Hope, #Motivation, #InspirationalPoetry, #Poetry, #LifeLessons, #NeverGiveUp, #KeepGoing, #InnerStrength, #PersonalGrowth, #SelfImprovement, #OvercomingAdversity, #MentalStrength, #Healing, #Transformation, #BelieveInYourself, #InspirationalQuotes, #MotivationalQuotes, #PositiveMindset, #GrowthMindset, #SuccessMindset, #LifeInspiration, #DreamBig, #StayStrong, #RiseStronger, #EmbraceTheJourney

" The Unchosen Path " By Jacky Kapadia I did not seek this winding road, This trail not marked on any chart. It found me when the burdens showed, And whispered softly to my heart. No map was drawn, no guide was near, Just silence stretching deep and wide. Yet something in me felt no fear— For unchosen paths are born inside. The grass was worn where others tread, Where comfort blooms and voices cheer. But I was led where light was shed, On ground unknown, yet crystal clear. Each step I took felt raw and true, No echo of a past design. The sky was old, the world was new— And every stone became a sign. There were no hands to pull me through, No promised ease, no paved return. Just wind and will and sky so blue, And fires I had yet to burn. I learned to trust the silent pace, To walk where footsteps had no name. To meet the shadow, face to face, And rise from ashes, not from fame. So here I stand on soil untold, A soul unchosen, yet complete. Not made of silver, not of gold— But forged by solitary feet. And should you find your own unmapped way, With no applause and no applause, Know this: the unchosen path will stay The one that led you back to yours. ==================END=================== #TheUnchosenPath, #PoetryLovers, #InspirationalPoetry, #LifeJourney, #ChoosingYourPath, #SoulfulWriting, #PoemsOfLife, #MotivationalVerse, #PathLessTraveled, #PoetryCommunity, #SelfDiscovery, #WritingInspiration, #InnerStrength, #PoeticSoul, #EmbraceTheJourney, #UnconventionalLife, #PoetryDaily, #DeepThoughts, #CreativeWriting, #MindfulLiving