Past Poem by ANJUL AGRAWAL

My past is very vast,
and it has many holes
that it hurts my soul.
i know I can't change it,
then why am i trying to mend it?

People around ask me to love life
but my past give me the reason to hate it.
It hurts more when my past blinds me,
I can't see clearly coz my tears hug me.

My smiles are vanished with the rain of my past.
Is it that easy to forget it when its your body part?

Live life to its fullest was the notion.
now has changed to never live life for me.
I loved everyone but no one ever cared for me.

Then why should I forget the hurts
When they have become my strength.
If I am alone my past is my friend

My past is so vast then why should i mend