Learned Faces Poem by ashok jadhav

Learned faces move with practiced calm and grace,
Each line a lesson etched by passing years;
They wear composure like a settled place,
Yet house within them unrecorded fears.
The eyes have studied loss and measured gain,
Have read the cost of hope and compromise;
Behind their poise lie chapters of the pain
That shaped their wisdom, hidden, unadvertised.
They speak less now, for knowing has its weight,
And silence often tells the deeper tale;
Their smiles are earned through patience learned too late,
Through roads once walked where certainty would fail.
O learned faces, quiet, scarred, and kind,
You teach us more than books can ever find.