SOUR AND SWEET

The past inconveniently lurks in the mind,
Becoming a hurdle if subjected elaborate thought,
For it comprehensively comprises,
Hidden sorrows,
Which are deeply demoralizing,
Excruciating while tiresome with time,
Even in soup-con,
The pain inflicted by the memories,
Tend to affect one's productivity,
Tainting the heart with incessant,
Sour anger and immense hatred,
That subjugates the ordinary tranquil life,
Replacing it with unexpected upheaval,
Which initially could be eluded,
By being more cautious,
Like a prey all eyes and ears,
To spot a lurking predator-
The only secret to save its skin;
A trait we should all emulate,
To trade the regrettable mistakes,
For the sweet moments,
Rejoicing at the deserved success,
Far from turning sour.