Blessed are the people who can leave their past behind
For not all memories in this journey called life, are worth keeping in the mind
It’s a bliss - forgetting the pains, the anger and the disdain
For the words we had spoken are sometimes, the ones we feel, we should have restrained
Yet we cling on to our past, to our melancholic memories,
What to say... Such are life’s vagaries!
Carrying these memories akin to a big baggage on our shoulders,
We see the baggage getting heavier, eating up people’s emotions as their life’s journey smolders..
But then there is an argument!
Why forget we ponder? There are lessons in the past!
They were brutal and lest we forget, it counts as experience, that we have amassed!
True! Forgetfulness emanates from the leaving the past behind
But won’t it make me gullible - we wonder. Being gentle and benevolent? The world’s after all, not all kind
And honestly, it’s a bliss - to miss... I invite you to picture a world void of responsibilities!
Are there things you will forget, does something come to your mind? - in this surreal realm of anomalies?
There are these memories you hate, picture them! Misfortunate thoughts that linger.
Obliviating these thoughts are a pain, but we know effacing them is something that will make our mind more limber...
How does this art of forgetting helps us then?
Is it in the happiness we experience? I say, let us chase a joy beyond compare
I’ll keep the good memories, forget the bad ones, does that sound fair?
For each one of us wishes to keep Picture-Perfect memories in our grey cells
Bad memories, poof you vanish, so long ! Farewell!
And thinking as such, doesn’t a smile come to our faces?
Can it be real we wonder? Life seems no more like a series of races..
In this poignant conversation I urge you to feel eclectic and energized
Akin to holding a trophy, envisioning for moment, you've achieved what you had sought to realize!
Some define forgetfulness by the chirping of birds in early morn that makes us forget and smile,
Some say it’s the faces of our loved ones that creates this trance of forgetfulness for a while...
For years, we have put on weights, in our baggage’s we compile -
in our mind - puerile thoughts, negativities, and self- doubts which constantly defile
Our mind, my friend is a wonderful creation, blessed to both store and forget
No wonder when we wake up the next day, we remember half of what transpired before we went to bed...
So, what makes this feeling of ignorance so cherished for humanity?
Doesn’t it make us realize the vitality of solitude and abstainity?
For each life’s different, and to each his own...
And for all of us, there are these prized moments wherein we forget to frown
The joy of forgetting is therefore, manifested by living in the moment!
The past is for learning, but we still need to learn, to live in the present!
Forgetting the hard past and uncertainties of the future...
What counts is, how you’ve lived in the present, - Devoid of all the stupor!
-by Praneet
[ Bard from the East]
