Diary of A Poet

People transform like seasons, sometimes tender, sometimes abrupt. Dreams that once blazed fiercely can flicker and fade, leaving embers where hope once lingered. Hearts fracture in ways they were never meant to, splintering quietly beneath the weight of unspoken words, of love unrequited, of trust betrayed. The ache stretches long, resonating in the hollow chambers of your soul, a reminder that life is fragile, and even the strongest can falter. And yet, today arrives, soft as a whispered prayer, bearing serenity that hovers just above your wounds. The sun leans through the clouds, casting gold along the edges of grief. And you remember: even shattered hearts can cradle beauty, even dimmed dreams can teach resilience, even the harshest transformations can unveil the tender power of truly being alive. So inhale deeply. Let the stillness wash over you. Let the lingering ache remind you that you endured, and that peace, patient and gentle, has always been waiti...