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  • " The Tinder Sonnets " By Jacky Kapadia

    In fleeting swipes, where curated glances meet,
    A quiet theater dressed in borrowed light,
    Profiles speak in fragments, sharp yet incomplete,
    While hearts perform behind the glass of night.

    A verse begins with wit and measured charm,
    Emojis stand where once true letters lay,
    Affection blooms within a coded form,
    Then fades as silence steals the words away.

    Yet still we chase a sonnet half-defined,
    In algorithms tuned to chance and choice,
    Where longing writes what logic can’t confine,
    And fleeting echoes mimic a true voice.

    Perhaps amid the noise, one line stays true—
    A modern rhyme where hearts begin anew.

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    #TinderSonnets, #ModernLove, #DigitalRomance, #OnlineDating, #LoveInTheDigitalAge, #SwipeCulture, #PoetryCommunity, #ContemporaryPoetry, #LovePoetry, #RomanticPoetry, #CreativeWriting, #PoetsOfInstagram, #InstaPoetry, #WritersOfInstagram, #PoetryLovers, #ModernRelationships, #DatingApps, #LoveAndTechnology, #EmotionalWriting, #PoetryGram
    " The Tinder Sonnets " By Jacky Kapadia In fleeting swipes, where curated glances meet, A quiet theater dressed in borrowed light, Profiles speak in fragments, sharp yet incomplete, While hearts perform behind the glass of night. A verse begins with wit and measured charm, Emojis stand where once true letters lay, Affection blooms within a coded form, Then fades as silence steals the words away. Yet still we chase a sonnet half-defined, In algorithms tuned to chance and choice, Where longing writes what logic can’t confine, And fleeting echoes mimic a true voice. Perhaps amid the noise, one line stays true— A modern rhyme where hearts begin anew. ==================END=================== #TinderSonnets, #ModernLove, #DigitalRomance, #OnlineDating, #LoveInTheDigitalAge, #SwipeCulture, #PoetryCommunity, #ContemporaryPoetry, #LovePoetry, #RomanticPoetry, #CreativeWriting, #PoetsOfInstagram, #InstaPoetry, #WritersOfInstagram, #PoetryLovers, #ModernRelationships, #DatingApps, #LoveAndTechnology, #EmotionalWriting, #PoetryGram
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  • " The Hours Between Waking and Mourning " By Jacky Kapadia

    In that pale hush where night loosens its hold,
    And dawn is not yet brave enough to rise,
    Time lingers softly, quiet and untold,
    A fragile breath between the truths and lies.

    The world is still, yet heavy with a weight,
    Of dreams that fade but leave their shadows near,
    A tender hour suspended out of fate,
    Where hope feels distant, edged with silent fear.

    Each ticking second echoes through the chest,
    A hollow rhythm searching for its name,
    No past to hold, no future offering rest,
    Only a soul half-anchored, half aflame.

    Then light arrives, too certain to ignore,
    And pulls the heart from where it chose to stay,
    For in that space we cannot be before—
    The hours must break, and carry us away.

    ==================END===================

    #poetry, #morningpoetry, #dawnthoughts, #reflectivepoetry, #emotionalwriting, #modernpoetry, #writersofinstagram, #poetrycommunity, #deepthoughts, #soulfulwriting, #creativewriting, #poetrylovers, #literaryart, #mindfulmoments, #healingthroughwords, #poeticexpression, #introspective, #morningvibes, #poetsofinstagram, #writinginspiration
    " The Hours Between Waking and Mourning " By Jacky Kapadia In that pale hush where night loosens its hold, And dawn is not yet brave enough to rise, Time lingers softly, quiet and untold, A fragile breath between the truths and lies. The world is still, yet heavy with a weight, Of dreams that fade but leave their shadows near, A tender hour suspended out of fate, Where hope feels distant, edged with silent fear. Each ticking second echoes through the chest, A hollow rhythm searching for its name, No past to hold, no future offering rest, Only a soul half-anchored, half aflame. Then light arrives, too certain to ignore, And pulls the heart from where it chose to stay, For in that space we cannot be before— The hours must break, and carry us away. ==================END=================== #poetry, #morningpoetry, #dawnthoughts, #reflectivepoetry, #emotionalwriting, #modernpoetry, #writersofinstagram, #poetrycommunity, #deepthoughts, #soulfulwriting, #creativewriting, #poetrylovers, #literaryart, #mindfulmoments, #healingthroughwords, #poeticexpression, #introspective, #morningvibes, #poetsofinstagram, #writinginspiration
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