• " The Boy Who Learned to Speak " By Jacky Kapadia


    In silent rooms where shadows softly grew,

    A boy once lived with words he never knew.

    His thoughts like birds behind a guarded sky,

    Would flutter, ache, yet never dare to fly.


    He watched the world in gestures, signs, and eyes,

    In quiet truths that language often denies.

    Each whisper passed him like a distant stream,

    Unheard, yet stirring echoes in his dream.


    But time, a patient sculptor of the soul,

    Began to shape the fragments into whole.

    A syllable, then two—uncertain, weak—

    Until one day, the boy began to speak.


    And oh, the sound—no louder than the breeze,

    Yet strong enough to bend the tallest trees.

    For in that voice, once hidden, now set free,

    He spoke not just in words—but finally, he.


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    " The Boy Who Learned to Speak " By Jacky KapadiaIn silent rooms where shadows softly grew,A boy once lived with words he never knew.His thoughts like birds behind a guarded sky,Would flutter, ache, yet never dare to fly.He watched the world in gestures, signs, and eyes,In quiet truths that language often denies.Each whisper passed him like a distant stream,Unheard, yet stirring echoes in his dream.But time, a patient sculptor of the soul,Began to shape the fragments into whole.A syllable, then two—uncertain, weak—Until one day, the boy began to speak.And oh, the sound—no louder than the breeze,Yet strong enough to bend the tallest trees.For in that voice, once hidden, now set free,He spoke not just in words—but finally, he.==================END=================== #PoetryLovers, #SpokenWordPoetry, #InspirationalPoem, #CreativeWriting, #PoemOfTheDay, #LiteraryArt, #EmotionalPoetry, #ModernPoetry, #WritersCommunity, #PoetryCommunity, #VoiceAndExpression, #PowerOfWords, #StorytellingArt, #DeepThoughts, #MindfulWriting, #ArtOfPoetry, #PoeticJourney, #SelfExpression, #HumanExperience, #SilentToSpeech
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  • " Between Two Shores " by Jacky Kapadia


    Between two shores I stand, where tides debate,

    A quiet border drawn by wind and will,

    One calls with dreams that shimmer, vast and great,

    The other holds a past that lingers still.


    The waves repeat the stories I once knew,

    Of footprints fading softly in the sand,

    Yet distant lights reveal a different view,

    A future shaped by an uncertain hand.


    The current pulls with questions left unspoken,

    Of what to keep and what to cast away,

    Each crest a vow, each trough a promise broken,

    A restless heart that neither side can stay.


    And so I walk the line where waters meet,

    Not bound to either shore I’ve ever known,

    For in between, my soul becomes complete—

    A place where both, and neither, can be home.


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


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    " Between Two Shores " by Jacky KapadiaBetween two shores I stand, where tides debate,A quiet border drawn by wind and will,One calls with dreams that shimmer, vast and great,The other holds a past that lingers still.The waves repeat the stories I once knew,Of footprints fading softly in the sand,Yet distant lights reveal a different view,A future shaped by an uncertain hand.The current pulls with questions left unspoken,Of what to keep and what to cast away,Each crest a vow, each trough a promise broken,A restless heart that neither side can stay.And so I walk the line where waters meet,Not bound to either shore I’ve ever known,For in between, my soul becomes complete—A place where both, and neither, can be home.==================END=================== #BetweenTwoShores, #PoetryLovers, #ModernPoetry, #CreativeWriting, #PoemOfTheDay, #WritersOfInstagram, #InstaPoetry, #PoetryCommunity, #PoetryGram, #DeepThoughts, #EmotionalPoetry, #SoulfulWriting, #LiteraryArt, #PoetryInspiration, #MindfulWriting, #ArtOfWords, #PoetryDaily, #ExpressYourself, #CreativeMind, #InspiringPoetry
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  • " The Collage of Disappearance " By Jacky Kapadia


    In quiet corners where memories fray,

    A thousand fragments drift away,

    Like photographs with edges torn,

    Of moments lived, now overborne.


    The colors fade from what once shone bright,

    Soft echoes swallowed by endless night,

    Each piece misplaced, yet softly remains,

    In whispered thoughts and silent refrains.


    A face half-formed in the mind’s retreat,

    Familiar shadows we cannot meet,

    They linger still in blurred design,

    A fading echo of space and time.


    Yet in this loss, a strange art appears,

    A mosaic shaped by absent years,

    For what is gone still leaves a trace—

    A haunting, beautiful, empty space.


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


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    " The Collage of Disappearance " By Jacky KapadiaIn quiet corners where memories fray,A thousand fragments drift away,Like photographs with edges torn,Of moments lived, now overborne.The colors fade from what once shone bright,Soft echoes swallowed by endless night,Each piece misplaced, yet softly remains,In whispered thoughts and silent refrains.A face half-formed in the mind’s retreat,Familiar shadows we cannot meet,They linger still in blurred design,A fading echo of space and time.Yet in this loss, a strange art appears,A mosaic shaped by absent years,For what is gone still leaves a trace—A haunting, beautiful, empty space.==================END=================== #PoetryLovers, #CreativeWriting, #ModernPoetry, #ArtOfWords, #PoemOfTheDay, #LiteraryArt, #EmotionalPoetry, #AbstractPoetry, #SoulfulWriting, #WritersCommunity, #PoetryInspiration, #DeepThoughts, #MindfulWriting, #PoetryGram, #WritersOfInstagram, #CreativeExpression, #PoetryAddict, #ArtisticVoice, #InspiringWords, #LiteraryCreatives
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  • " Relearning the Old Songs " By Jacky Kapadia


    In quiet rooms where echoes gently stay,
    I trace the notes that time had brushed aside,
    Each melody once lost now finds its way,
    Through whispered chords where memory will reside.

    The verses hum of days both bright and worn,
    Of laughter stitched within familiar lines,
    A softer truth in every phrase reborn,
    Where past and present tenderly entwine.

    My voice, unsure, relearns its ancient art,
    Each pause a bridge between the then and now,
    The old songs mend the fractures of the heart,
    With simple grace no fleeting trends allow.

    And as I sing what once I left behind,
    I find myself in every sacred rhyme.

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

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    " Relearning the Old Songs " By Jacky Kapadia In quiet rooms where echoes gently stay, I trace the notes that time had brushed aside, Each melody once lost now finds its way, Through whispered chords where memory will reside. The verses hum of days both bright and worn, Of laughter stitched within familiar lines, A softer truth in every phrase reborn, Where past and present tenderly entwine. My voice, unsure, relearns its ancient art, Each pause a bridge between the then and now, The old songs mend the fractures of the heart, With simple grace no fleeting trends allow. And as I sing what once I left behind, I find myself in every sacred rhyme. ==================END=================== #PoetryCommunity, #PoetryLovers, #PoemOfTheDay, #CreativeWriting, #WritingCommunity, #ModernPoetry, #SpokenWordPoetry, #LiteraryArt, #PoetryInspiration, #SoulfulWriting, #EmotionalPoetry, #ClassicVibes, #Nostalgia, #OldSongs, #TimelessArt, #ArtOfWords, #WritersOfFacebook, #InstaPoetry, #PoetryLife, #DeepThoughts, #MindfulWriting, #HealingThroughWords, #ArtisticExpression, #CreativeMind, #PoetryGram
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  • " The Land Remembers Before I Do " By Jacky Kapadia


    Before my thoughts can gather into name,

    the soil has traced the story of my feet;

    it knows the weight I carry, where I came,

    and folds my wandering back into its beat.


    The wind repeats what silence cannot keep,

    in dialects of dust and bending grain;

    it reads the vows I buried far too deep,

    and lifts them gently, whispering again.


    Each stone records the hours I never claimed,

    the paths I left unwalked, yet still were mine;

    in roots and rivers, nothing goes unnamed—

    time writes in earth a more enduring line.


    So when I pause, unsure of who I’ve been,

    the land speaks first, in truths both old and true:

    you were always written here, within—

    the land remembers, long before you do.


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


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    " The Land Remembers Before I Do " By Jacky KapadiaBefore my thoughts can gather into name,the soil has traced the story of my feet;it knows the weight I carry, where I came,and folds my wandering back into its beat.The wind repeats what silence cannot keep,in dialects of dust and bending grain;it reads the vows I buried far too deep,and lifts them gently, whispering again.Each stone records the hours I never claimed,the paths I left unwalked, yet still were mine;in roots and rivers, nothing goes unnamed—time writes in earth a more enduring line.So when I pause, unsure of who I’ve been,the land speaks first, in truths both old and true:you were always written here, within—the land remembers, long before you do.==================END===================#PremiumPoetry, #ElitePoetry, #PoetryLovers, #SoulfulPoetry, #DeepPoetry, #MeaningfulWords, #LiteraryArt, #ModernPoets, #PoetryCommunity, #WritersOfInstagram, #InstaPoetry, #PoetryDaily, #PoemOfTheDay, #EarthPoetry, #NatureInspired, #LandAndSoul, #RootsAndIdentity, #TimelessWords, #EmotionalDepth, #PhilosophicalPoetry, #MindfulWriting, #CreativeExpression, #ArtOfWords, #PoetryGram, #ViralPoetry, #ExplorePoetry, #LuxuryContent, #PremiumContent, #HighValueContent
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  • " Archives of the Unspoken " By Jacky Kapadia

    In silent vaults where hidden whispers sleep,
    Lie words unformed, too fragile yet to rise,
    A thousand thoughts the restless heart must keep,
    Bound in the quiet behind watchful eyes.

    They drift like shadows through the halls of mind,
    Unwritten letters fading into air,
    Echoes of truths we feared we’d never find,
    And dreams once held but vanished in despair.

    Each pause, each glance, a story left untold,
    A fragile thread of meaning lost in time,
    Emotions caged in chambers dark and cold,
    Where muted voices fail to form their rhyme.

    Yet in these depths, a quiet strength remains,
    A spark awaiting courage to be freed,
    For even silence carries hidden chains,
    And unspoken words still plant a seed.

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

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    " Archives of the Unspoken " By Jacky Kapadia In silent vaults where hidden whispers sleep, Lie words unformed, too fragile yet to rise, A thousand thoughts the restless heart must keep, Bound in the quiet behind watchful eyes. They drift like shadows through the halls of mind, Unwritten letters fading into air, Echoes of truths we feared we’d never find, And dreams once held but vanished in despair. Each pause, each glance, a story left untold, A fragile thread of meaning lost in time, Emotions caged in chambers dark and cold, Where muted voices fail to form their rhyme. Yet in these depths, a quiet strength remains, A spark awaiting courage to be freed, For even silence carries hidden chains, And unspoken words still plant a seed. ==================END=================== #ArchivesOfTheUnspoken, #PoetryCommunity, #SpokenWordPoetry, #DeepPoetry, #SoulfulWriting, #EmotionalPoetry, #PoetryLovers, #ModernPoetry, #CreativeWriting, #WritersOfInstagram, #PoetryOfTheDay, #InstaPoetry, #LiteraryArt, #PoeticExpression, #ArtOfWords, #ThoughtProvoking, #MindfulWriting, #PoetryInspiration, #SilentThoughts, #UnspokenWords
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  • " The Land Remembers Before I Do " By Jacky Kapadia

    Before my feet recall the ancient way,
    The soil has traced each step I’ve yet to take;
    It hums of paths I wandered yesterday,
    In roots and winds that never truly wake.

    The hills recite the echoes of my name,
    Long whispered through the corridors of time;
    Their silence holds a deeper, older claim,
    A memory more patient than my mind.

    The rivers bend as if they’ve known my course,
    Reflecting lives I’ve lived but can’t retrieve;
    They carry truths with quiet, steady force,
    Of all I’ve been, though I have yet to believe.

    And when I stand, uncertain, newly grown,
    The land assures me I am not alone.

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

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    " The Land Remembers Before I Do " By Jacky Kapadia Before my feet recall the ancient way, The soil has traced each step I’ve yet to take; It hums of paths I wandered yesterday, In roots and winds that never truly wake. The hills recite the echoes of my name, Long whispered through the corridors of time; Their silence holds a deeper, older claim, A memory more patient than my mind. The rivers bend as if they’ve known my course, Reflecting lives I’ve lived but can’t retrieve; They carry truths with quiet, steady force, Of all I’ve been, though I have yet to believe. And when I stand, uncertain, newly grown, The land assures me I am not alone. ==================END=================== #Poetry, #ModernPoetry, #PoemOfTheDay, #WritersOfInstagram, #PoetryCommunity, #CreativeWriting, #SpokenWord, #PoetryLovers, #LiteraryArt, #NaturePoetry, #DeepThoughts, #EmotionalWriting, #SoulfulWords, #PoeticExpression, #WritersLife, #InspirationDaily, #ArtOfWords, #MindfulWriting, #PhilosophicalPoetry, #NatureLovers, #EarthConnection, #TimelessWords, #PoetryGram, #WritingInspiration, #CreativeMind
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  • " 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
    " 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
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  • " Where the Paths Diverge " By Jacky Kapadia

    Where the forest breathes in quiet shade,
    Two silent roads before me lie;
    One worn by countless hurried feet,
    One whispering softly, “Only try.”

    The first was bright with promised ease,
    Its surface smooth, its future clear;
    The other curved through mist and doubt,
    Yet stirred a quiet call to hear.

    I paused between the pull of both,
    Where choice becomes the shaping art;
    For every step a traveler takes
    Leaves unseen footprints on the heart.

    So on I walk the road unknown,
    With courage as my steady guide;
    For where the paths at last diverge,
    The truest journeys start inside.

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

    #poetry, #poem, #poetrycommunity, #poetrylovers, #originalpoetry, #modernpoetry, #inspirationalpoetry, #motivationalpoetry, #creativewriting, #writerscommunity, #poetsofinstagram, #poetrywriting, #lifechoices, #pathinlife, #journeyoflife, #selfdiscovery, #deepthoughts, #thoughtprovoking, #literarypoetry, #reflectivepoetry, #writersofinstagram, #poetryinspiration, #artofwords, #poeticexpression, #mindfulwriting, #poetrygram, #inspiringwords, #lifejourney, #meaningfulpoetry, #soulfulwriting
    " Where the Paths Diverge " By Jacky Kapadia Where the forest breathes in quiet shade, Two silent roads before me lie; One worn by countless hurried feet, One whispering softly, “Only try.” The first was bright with promised ease, Its surface smooth, its future clear; The other curved through mist and doubt, Yet stirred a quiet call to hear. I paused between the pull of both, Where choice becomes the shaping art; For every step a traveler takes Leaves unseen footprints on the heart. So on I walk the road unknown, With courage as my steady guide; For where the paths at last diverge, The truest journeys start inside. ==================END=================== #poetry, #poem, #poetrycommunity, #poetrylovers, #originalpoetry, #modernpoetry, #inspirationalpoetry, #motivationalpoetry, #creativewriting, #writerscommunity, #poetsofinstagram, #poetrywriting, #lifechoices, #pathinlife, #journeyoflife, #selfdiscovery, #deepthoughts, #thoughtprovoking, #literarypoetry, #reflectivepoetry, #writersofinstagram, #poetryinspiration, #artofwords, #poeticexpression, #mindfulwriting, #poetrygram, #inspiringwords, #lifejourney, #meaningfulpoetry, #soulfulwriting
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