Move on!

Have I ever been in love?

I found myself asking this,

While, I was flipping years in my memory,

I saw objects of compassion and a few steps of ladders,

Faced with misspelled names and mistaken identities.

The transition of nouns into pro-nouns,

Verbs into pro-verbs,

Defining a lot what I have witnessed and what I have forgotten,

The gains and losses I made over time,

All this is forcing, while

Yelling at me,

"Move on, move on!"

Shedding A Dry Tear

Look at my face,

My masquerade smile,

Listen to the echoes of my heart,

The sound of emptiness,

Shackle with my soul,

Look around and see,

The shallowness of my thoughts,

With some broken smiles,

A few unfulfilled desires and a few happy moments,

A graveyard of memories,

A garden of hopeless ambitions,

Stay here for a while,

You will see your shadow,

Emerging from an unfinished dream,

Come closer,

You might see,

The selfishness of my compassion,
Camouflaged in piety,

I am sitting alone,

Looking at you,

Shedding a dry tear.