• " 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.

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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
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  • " Diverged " By Jacky Kapadia

    At dawn where quiet crossroads softly gleam,
    Two silent paths pulled thought from steady ground,
    One paved with echoes of a borrowed dream,
    The other wild, where truth is rarely found.

    I lingered where the compass lost its voice,
    Where doubt and wonder wrestled in my chest,
    No map could teach the courage of a choice,
    No crowd could tell which way would serve me best.

    So I chose the trail that questioned who I’d be,
    Where shadows spoke and certainty was thin,
    Each step unmade the man I used to see,
    And carved a voice I had not held within.

    Now looking back through time’s unfolding thread,
    The roads still whisper what I might have been,
    Yet in the life this divergence has led,
    I found not loss—but where I must begin.

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    #diverged, #poetry, #modernpoetry, #poemwriting, #creativewriting, #writersofinstagram, #poetsofinstagram, #poetrycommunity, #poem, #writinginspiration, #literaryart, #wordsmith, #artofwords, #deepthoughts, #introspective, #selfdiscovery, #lifechoices, #pathless, #journeywithin, #philosophicalpoetry

    " Diverged " By Jacky Kapadia At dawn where quiet crossroads softly gleam, Two silent paths pulled thought from steady ground, One paved with echoes of a borrowed dream, The other wild, where truth is rarely found. I lingered where the compass lost its voice, Where doubt and wonder wrestled in my chest, No map could teach the courage of a choice, No crowd could tell which way would serve me best. So I chose the trail that questioned who I’d be, Where shadows spoke and certainty was thin, Each step unmade the man I used to see, And carved a voice I had not held within. Now looking back through time’s unfolding thread, The roads still whisper what I might have been, Yet in the life this divergence has led, I found not loss—but where I must begin. ==================END=================== #diverged, #poetry, #modernpoetry, #poemwriting, #creativewriting, #writersofinstagram, #poetsofinstagram, #poetrycommunity, #poem, #writinginspiration, #literaryart, #wordsmith, #artofwords, #deepthoughts, #introspective, #selfdiscovery, #lifechoices, #pathless, #journeywithin, #philosophicalpoetry
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  • "The Road Not Taken, or Was It? " By Jacky Kapadia

    Two paths once whispered through the trees,
    One dressed in gold, one veiled in green,
    I paused between their quiet pleas—
    Yet chose the one I’d always seen.

    For was it choice, or subtle design,
    A leaning heart, a patterned mind?
    Did I decide, or did time align
    To guide me gently, undefined?

    I speak of courage, roads untried,
    Of daring steps and fearless will,
    But truth walks softly at my side—
    Perhaps I followed echoes still.

    And years will paint this tale as mine,
    A path unique, a fate I cast,
    Yet in the end, I trace the line…
    Was it my choice—or shadows past?

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    #theroadnottaken, #inspirationalpoetry, #philosophicalpoem, #deepmeaningpoetry, #lifechoices, #decisionmaking, #fatevschoice, #motivationalpoetry, #modernpoetry, #reflectivepoetry, #originalpoetry, #thoughtprovoking, #creativewriting, #emotionalpoetry, #symbolicpoetry, #destinyvsfreewill, #shortpoems, #literarypoetry, #artisticwriting, #poetrycommunity, #lifejourney, #introspective, #meaningfulpoetry, #humannature, #deepthoughts
    "The Road Not Taken, or Was It? " By Jacky Kapadia Two paths once whispered through the trees, One dressed in gold, one veiled in green, I paused between their quiet pleas— Yet chose the one I’d always seen. For was it choice, or subtle design, A leaning heart, a patterned mind? Did I decide, or did time align To guide me gently, undefined? I speak of courage, roads untried, Of daring steps and fearless will, But truth walks softly at my side— Perhaps I followed echoes still. And years will paint this tale as mine, A path unique, a fate I cast, Yet in the end, I trace the line… Was it my choice—or shadows past? ==================END=================== #theroadnottaken, #inspirationalpoetry, #philosophicalpoem, #deepmeaningpoetry, #lifechoices, #decisionmaking, #fatevschoice, #motivationalpoetry, #modernpoetry, #reflectivepoetry, #originalpoetry, #thoughtprovoking, #creativewriting, #emotionalpoetry, #symbolicpoetry, #destinyvsfreewill, #shortpoems, #literarypoetry, #artisticwriting, #poetrycommunity, #lifejourney, #introspective, #meaningfulpoetry, #humannature, #deepthoughts
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