Identity

Who am I?

I asked my father once,

He left me into wonders contemplating,

“Find yourself!”

From then on, till now I am on the voyage..

Moving on and on, yet haven’t reached any point,

I still ask myself, who am I?!

I am none yet I am all,

I am a fraction of self with so many selves interacting with you all,

I am what you see and what I don’t see,

I am what I see but you don’t see!

I am one and all yet I am nothing at all!

Who am I?!

A summation of integrated experiences that brings me to the null,

I want to look deep into my skull and find what’s inside of it-

Reflection or reflexes?!

I am what I reflect and what I not!

Now the question is reflected back ,

I humbly ask,

Well, Who are you?!

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy

Wooden Chair

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I am crying my heart out, My lungs are screaming and whimpering in agony. After a decade, I am crying

Bag

The last token of your love was a bag, A Tommy Hilfiger. I wish I could carry all the memories

Surrender

We keep reliving our trauma again and again until we heal. Every encounter teach me that each situation, each context

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Goddess, you are a diva. A soul unleashed from heavens, Not for the weak, not for the meek, Not for

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Farheen Akter Bhuian