" The Names We Carry Into Tomorrow " By Jacky Kapadia We walk with echoes stitched beneath our skin, Each name a lantern lit by those before, A quiet chorus where our days begin, A borrowed breath we’re learning to restore. They linger softly in the things we do, In how we speak, in choices left unspoken, A fragile thread that time keeps pulling through, Unseen, yet never truly torn or broken. Some names are wings that lift us toward the light, Others, like shadows, follow close behind, Yet all become the map we hold in sight, A shifting truth that shapes the human mind. And when tomorrow calls us to be more, We’ll answer not as strangers passing through— But as the sum of every name we wore, And all the ones still waiting to come true. ==================END=================== #TheNamesWeCarryIntoTomorrow, #PoetryLovers, #ModernPoetry, #SpokenWordPoetry, #PoemOfTheDay, #PoetryCommunity, #CreativeWriting, #WritersOfInstagram, #InstaPoetry, #PoetryGram, #DeepThoughts, #EmotionalPoetry, #LifeReflections, #InspirationalPoetry, #ArtOfWords, #LiteraryArt, #PoetryIsLife, #VerseOfTheDay, #WritersCommunity, #SoulfulWriting, #MeaningfulWords, #PoeticExpression, #PoetryInspiration, #CreativeMind, #WritingLife

"A Different Kind of Body" By Jacky Kapadia A different kind of body walks this day, Not bound by mirrors, scales, or borrowed sight; It moves through doubt yet does not drift away, But gathers strength from shadows into light. It bears the marks of journeys left untold, In quiet scars where deeper stories live; Not made of flesh alone, nor framed by mold, But shaped by all the courage it can give. This body speaks in languages unseen— In steady breaths, in choices firm and clear; It stands between the fragile and the keen, And learns to hold both wonder and the fear. So let it be—unmeasured and unconfined, A form that time and truth will redefine; For in its depths, a stronger self we find, A different kind of body—yet divine. ==================END=================== #ADifferentKindOfBody, #Poetry, #Poem, #SpokenWord, #CreativeWriting, #PoetryCommunity, #PoetryLovers, #WritersOfInstagram, #InstaPoetry, #ModernPoetry, #PoetryOfTheDay, #BodyPositivity, #SelfAcceptance, #InnerStrength, #MindBodySoul, #EmotionalHealing, #SelfLoveJourney, #Empowerment, #InspirationalPoetry, #DeepThoughts

" The Names We Carry Into Tomorrow " By Jacky Kapadia We walk through time with borrowed light, Each name a whisper, soft yet strong, Etched in the echoes of yesterday’s fight, A quiet truth we’ve known all along. They hold the stories we didn’t choose, Of roots that stretch beneath our skin, Of losses faced and dreams we refuse, And the silent wars we’ve yet to win. Some names are anchors, heavy and deep, Some are wings that teach us to rise, Some we remember, some we must keep, All reflected in tomorrow’s skies. And when the dawn begins anew, We shape what legacy we claim, For in the future we’re passing through, We become more than just a name. ==================END=================== #Poetry, #LovePoem, #ModernPoetry, #CreativeWriting, #PoemOfTheDay, #PoetryCommunity, #WritersOfInstagram, #PoetryLovers, #InstaPoetry, #SpokenWord, #LiteraryArt, #PoetryLife, #WritingInspiration, #DeepThoughts, #SoulfulWords, #EmotionalPoetry, #ArtOfWords, #PoetryIsLife, #InspiringPoetry, #ThoughtProvoking, #WritersCommunity, #CreativeExpression, #PoeticSoul, #EnglishPoetry, #MotivationalPoetry

" The Tongue Split Open " By Jacky Kapadia A silence lived where language used to bloom, A guarded gate behind the teeth of thought; Then something stirred—an ache, a subtle wound— Where truth, long buried, fought to not be caught. The tongue split open—not in flesh, but will, A fracture born of words denied their air; Each syllable, once caged, now sharp and still, Unfolded raw, unvarnished, and laid bare. What once was smooth now trembles into sound, Divided paths of honesty and fear; Each utterance a risk, each echo profound, A trembling bridge from silence into clear. Yet through the break, a strange release is found— For fractured speech can still make meaning whole; And in the wound where quiet once was crowned, Now lives the voice, unshackled in its role. ==================END=================== #poetry, #modernpoetry, #spokenword, #creativewriting, #poem, #literature, #writersofinstagram, #poetsofinstagram, #writingcommunity, #poetrycommunity, #artofwords, #emotionalpoetry, #deepthoughts, #selfexpression, #innervoice, #truth, #healingwords, #metaphor, #symbolism, #darkpoetry, #soulwriting, #wordsmith, #poeticexpression, #literaryart, #mindfulwriting

" Taught Me About Silence " By Jacky Kapadia Silence came not as absence, but as grace, A quiet mentor in a hurried place; Where words fell short, its wisdom softly grew, Revealing truths no noise could ever construe. It taught me strength is not in what we say, But in the calm that guides us on our way; In pauses deep, where restless thoughts subside, And hidden fragments of the soul reside. Through silent hours, I learned to truly hear— The unspoken hopes, the distant echo of fear; It shaped my heart with patience, still, and wise, A language felt beyond what speech implies. Now I embrace the hush I once denied, For in its depths, my truest self resides; Silence, my teacher, steady and profound— In losing noise, a deeper voice I found. ==================END=================== #PoetryOfSilence, #DeepMeaningPoetry, #EmotionalPoetry, #SoulfulWriting, #ModernPoets, #InspirationalPoetry, #SilentStrength, #MindfulLiving, #InnerPeaceJourney, #PoetryLovers, #CreativeWritingCommunity, #SpokenWordPoetry, #HealingThroughWords, #ArtOfSilence, #PhilosophicalPoetry, #WritersOfInstagram, #PoetryGram, #LiteraryArt, #DeepThoughts, #PoeticExpression

" What If I Had Waited? " By Jacky Kapadia What if I had waited at that turning of the day, When doubt stood still and hope had quietly slipped away? Would time have whispered secrets I was meant to hear, Or left me lost between regret and silent fear? What if I had lingered where my courage chose to run, Held onto fading light instead of chasing sun? Perhaps the roads unknown would gently call my name, Or burn my dreams in echoes I could never tame. What if I had trusted in the pause, the space between, Where unseen truths and fragile faith remain unseen? Would patience plant the seeds that haste could never grow, Or teach me truths my restless heart refused to know? What if I had waited—would I rise or fall apart? Would time be kind, or carve its questions in my heart? Yet here I stand, with choices etched in all I’ve made— A life not shaped by waiting, but the risks I played. ==================END=================== #poetrycommunity, #writersofinstagram, #poetsofinstagram, #poetrylovers, #creativewriting, #writerscommunity, #poetrylife, #wordsmith, #modernpoetry, #poemsofinstagram, #literaryart, #poetrygram, #instapoet, #writinginspiration, #deepthoughts, #emotionalpoetry, #soulfulwriting, #poetrydaily, #artofwords, #spokenwordpoetry