Past

By Maanya Johari

Hopeless mornings Haunted everyday Fake smiles Meaningless goals A long road With no ends Nor a map Lost like dora Teary giggles Hard for the first Now a habit A new beginning

Reminded Tormented At war with hope Clashing thoughts A heavy cloud Following around A weak soul With one strong will The will to survive To smile inside And spread comfort And love outside Locking the pandora Box of the past Unlocking the heart The strongest of all

By Maanya Johari