The Ache Of Farewell Poem by ashok jadhav

Your shadow lingers long after you depart,
A quiet weight that presses on the chest;
The parting cuts, yet leaves no cruel dart,
Just hollow spaces where your voice once rest.
The road ahead is lined with empty air,
Each step a question, every turn a sigh;
I reach for something I can never bear,
A hand, a glance, a promise waved goodbye.
Farewell is not a shout, nor sudden flame,
But gentle, lingering, soft as evening light;
It etches memory with a tender name,
And holds the heart in sorrow, calm, and quiet might.
Though time will teach the ache to fade or bend,
The soul remembers love it cannot end.