Moving on

When they say “forget what is gone”, I nod with an opaque smile

For I  know they wish the best for me

But will they ever know what lies beyond that opaque smile..

Memories of different shapes and colors lie scattered around

An icecream under the scorching sun,

A happy walk through the green lawns

Might be a mad dance in the first rain too

Or long everyday calls

Some random pics, few handmade cards,

Warm hugs and cold rebukes, dirty fights and then sweet make ups

And the list would just go on.

Can they tell me where I should throw these memories away

To make way for the new ones…

When they say “move on and get a life”, I stare blankly across

I know they are being practical, but I am just so stuck in my past.

The road ahead is misty

And I don’t have the strength to search my way through that.

There is no point in living lost moments, I know

But they are all I have

My heart knows no logic, wise words don’t make sense at all.

I still play with shattered dreams, I still pray for miracles

May be someday, I will be one of them….talking logic , making sense,

May be some day even I will learn to live life their way

But till that day let me be in whatever shape I am

Let me cry, let me mourn, let me soak in the sorrow of my own loss.