Its Hard Poem by Vani Agarwal

Tt's easy to let go,
loosen your grip over things,
it's easy to finally forget,
and completely detach the strings.

But it's hard to face it,
and stand up to he who ignores,
it's hard to fight it,
and look for windows instead of locked doors.

It's easy to let it pass,
and run into a little cocoon.
It's easy to hide from it,
and sigh at the dawn of moon.

But it's hard to clash,
one eye normal another sore,
it's hard to come out again,
for all those remembered hurdles you bore.

It's easy to just say sorry,
being pulled by gravity into Freefall.
it's easy to give sympathy,
without having to answer the call.

Its hard to finally accept,
your reflection and the truth,
it's hard to stay alive in this world,
without losing your true self in sooth.

ItS easy to embrace illusions,
for the writer knows what he will behold,
it's easy to watch dreams,
as the silence sirens stories unfold.

It's hard to face reality.
where a step is a blow in the face,
it's hard to make dreams,
in this hollow and selfish chase.

It's easiest to abandon,
forget all the past,
and hardest to build a future,
with only The Mighty who last.