Some memories never fade. They stay inside us until we express them. This poem reflects on life’s joys, heartbreaks, resilience, and healing—showing that our deepest wounds can bring great wisdom, and that sharing our stories can help others feel less alone.

# A Small Piece of My Soul #

Some memories
are too heavy
to carry in silence.

So I place them
gently
upon a blank page.

Today,
I am writing
a poem.

Life has never been
a straight road.

It has wandered
through sunlight,
paused in storms,
and often disappeared
around unexpected bends.

I have celebrated
moments
that arrived
like spring rain,

and I have buried
dreams
that quietly
forgot my name.

Those I trusted
have sometimes
become
my greatest lessons.

And more than once,
I have discovered
that the hardest battle
was the one
within myself.

Time did not
erase my wounds.

It transformed them
into wisdom.

It taught me
that every scar
is simply
a story
that refused
to end in defeat.

Now,
I no longer
count my losses.

I count
the courage
that carried me
through them.

If these words
touch another heart,

then every tear
I have ever shed

has finally
found
its meaning.

Today,

I am not
just writing
a poem.

I am placing
a small piece
of my soul

between the lines.

(Vijay Verma)
 www.retiredkalam.com

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