Inner Peace After Struggle Poem by ashok jadhav

I walked through days that asked too much of me,
Each step a weight, each breath a careful art;
The world felt loud with doubt and urgency,
And every hope lay bruised upon the heart.
I fought the storms I could not name or see,
Carried my fears like stones beneath the skin;
Yet in that fight, something awakened—free,
A quiet strength that learned to live within.
Now calm arrives, not sudden nor complete,
But like still water after restless rain;
The past remains, yet no longer repeats
Its power to command the present pain.
So peace is earned, not given from above—
The gentle rest that follows honest love.