Forget Me Not Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

‘Forget me not, ' says a few memories,
‘Bury me at all cost, ' says a few others,
The conundrum here is the full crate,
You get to keep it all or nothing at all,
If you choose to keep the goodness
Along with it prevails the luridness,
If you desire to discard the grimness
Along with it leaves the good ones,
Will you keep the crate
And keep seeing just the good stuff?
Or will you cling to fate
By hurling it into the desolate rough?