Darkened Dreams Poem by ashok jadhav

Darkened dreams lie heavy on the restless mind,
Their shadows cast by hopes that could not stay;
The paths we sought now vanish, undefined,
And sunlight feels a stranger to the day.
Yet in their gloom, a subtler truth is found,
A strength that grows where nothing else could thrive;
Through shattered visions, silent, underground,
The heart learns not just how to fall—but rise.
For dreams may darken, yet they still instruct,
Teach patience, courage, and enduring care;
Their absence carves the space where we conduct
The quiet work of learning how to bear.
So mourned or lost, these dreams leave gifts behind:
A wiser soul, a steadier, calmer mind.