How much ever, to bury, I try,
Somehow, the agonized Past comes by!
Stubbornly clinging on to gloom, it torments,
Depriving, of appreciation, the serendipitous moments!
By, painfully, marring my spiritual grace,
Ruthlessly, It shoves away Present's solace!
By pricking holes of 'could have been',
It, sadly, eclipses my faith in the unseen!
Nevertheless, the struggle to learn, goes on,
Though, It may seem oppressive with many a con.
"Nip it in the bud", as they say,
Is done to refrain from going astray.
So, how much ever, to come by, Past may try,
Somehow, Acceptance bids It a firm bye-bye! :)
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