It’s Too Hard Poem by V P Mahur

I feel my heart
Squeezed among
All the old memories
And my soul
Flying out into space
Searching for your trace
All the moments
Are so badly tangled
That I find myself
Unable to separate from them
They have formed a web
And I’m a crab
Trapped in it
Struggling to come out
The more I try
The tighter becomes the grips
Of your love strips
The more effort I make
The more painful I feel
Would that!
It had not been a true love
It would have been easier
To break up the touch
I did not know
It could be so much
Heart rendering
And keep me wandering
Into the desert of clutch