Unspoken Cares Poem by ashok jadhav

Unspoken cares reside behind the smile,
Like hidden weights the heart learns how to bear;
They move with us through every crowded mile,
Yet seldom find a voice or open air.
We learn the art of silence over time,
Of folding worry neatly out of sight;
Our grief is trained to march in measured rhyme,
And wait until the day concedes to night.
But cares unspoken carve their marks within,
They teach us depth no easy joy can give;
From quiet pain, a steadier strength begins,
A wisdom born of learning how to live.
So though unheard, these cares still shape the soul—
Their silence makes us gentler, patient, whole.