• " 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.

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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 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.

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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
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  • " 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===================

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    " 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
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  • "All the Difference? " By Jacky Kapadia

    In quiet choices no one sees,
    Between the doubt and quiet belief,
    A whispered “try” in trembling breeze
    Can turn a moment into relief.

    The path divides in subtle ways,
    No grand signpost, no trumpet’s call,
    Yet one small step through shadowed haze
    May shape the rise or stall the fall.

    A word withheld, a hand once lent,
    A pause before the heart decides,
    Such fleeting acts, so lightly spent,
    Can shift the course of hidden tides.

    And in the end, when we look back,
    Through woven time’s indifferent thread,
    We find it’s not the things we lack—
    But smallest choices—where we led.

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    #poetry, #poem, #poetrycommunity, #poetrylovers, #poetsofinstagram, #writersofinstagram, #writingcommunity, #creativewriting, #poetrydaily, #poetryofinstagram, #poemsofinstagram, #inspirationalpoetry, #motivationalpoetry, #lifechoices, #decisionmaking, #deepthoughts, #meaningfullife, #philosophypoetry, #reflectivepoetry, #soulfulwriting, #emotionalpoetry, #modernpoetry, #freeverse, #literaryart, #wordsmith, #artofwords, #poetrygram, #thoughtprovoking, #innerjourney, #selfreflection
    "All the Difference? " By Jacky Kapadia In quiet choices no one sees, Between the doubt and quiet belief, A whispered “try” in trembling breeze Can turn a moment into relief. The path divides in subtle ways, No grand signpost, no trumpet’s call, Yet one small step through shadowed haze May shape the rise or stall the fall. A word withheld, a hand once lent, A pause before the heart decides, Such fleeting acts, so lightly spent, Can shift the course of hidden tides. And in the end, when we look back, Through woven time’s indifferent thread, We find it’s not the things we lack— But smallest choices—where we led. ==================END=================== #poetry, #poem, #poetrycommunity, #poetrylovers, #poetsofinstagram, #writersofinstagram, #writingcommunity, #creativewriting, #poetrydaily, #poetryofinstagram, #poemsofinstagram, #inspirationalpoetry, #motivationalpoetry, #lifechoices, #decisionmaking, #deepthoughts, #meaningfullife, #philosophypoetry, #reflectivepoetry, #soulfulwriting, #emotionalpoetry, #modernpoetry, #freeverse, #literaryart, #wordsmith, #artofwords, #poetrygram, #thoughtprovoking, #innerjourney, #selfreflection
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  • " The Crossroads in the Wood " By Jacky Kapadia

    At dawn I reached a crossroads in the wood,
    Where silent pines stood tall as if they knew;
    Each winding path held secrets where I stood,
    And whispered of the dreams I might pursue.

    One trail was bright with promise and with speed,
    Another curved through shadows, calm and slow;
    Between the two stood choice—my quiet need,
    To trust the inner voice I’ve come to know.

    The forest listened softly as I stayed,
    While drifting light danced gently through the trees;
    For every step a destiny is made,
    Carried onward by uncertain breeze.

    So forth I walked where courage led my way,
    Through rustling leaves beneath the open sky;
    For crossroads shape the stories we convey,
    And guide the roads where restless hearts may fly.

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    #Poetry #InspirationalPoetry #NaturePoetry #Crossroads #LifeChoices #ForestPoetry #MotivationalPoem #poem #CreativeWriting #PoemOfTheDay #WritingCommunity #PoetryLovers #LiteraryInspiration #Poem
    " The Crossroads in the Wood " By Jacky Kapadia At dawn I reached a crossroads in the wood, Where silent pines stood tall as if they knew; Each winding path held secrets where I stood, And whispered of the dreams I might pursue. One trail was bright with promise and with speed, Another curved through shadows, calm and slow; Between the two stood choice—my quiet need, To trust the inner voice I’ve come to know. The forest listened softly as I stayed, While drifting light danced gently through the trees; For every step a destiny is made, Carried onward by uncertain breeze. So forth I walked where courage led my way, Through rustling leaves beneath the open sky; For crossroads shape the stories we convey, And guide the roads where restless hearts may fly. ==================END=================== #Poetry #InspirationalPoetry #NaturePoetry #Crossroads #LifeChoices #ForestPoetry #MotivationalPoem #poem #CreativeWriting #PoemOfTheDay #WritingCommunity #PoetryLovers #LiteraryInspiration #Poem
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