Healing After Heartbreak Poem by ashok jadhav

The heart lies quiet where the storm once tore,
Its pieces scattered like leaves on the wind;
I wander through the ache, yet find once more
A tender strength I thought had reached its end.
Tears fall like rain, soft on weary ground,
Each drop a lesson, bitter yet sincere;
Through shattered echoes, a new pulse is found,
A steady rhythm slowly drawing near.
I learn that pain can teach the soul to grow,
That love survives in memory and grace;
Though sorrow lingers, it will ebb and flow,
And leave a light upon the tender place.
So from the hurt, a quiet hope is born,
A heart repaired, no longer bruised or torn.