Outgrowing attachments

When does one outgrow any situation?

Well, when two people no longer understand each other’s language.

But, once they used to speak the same codewords, now the pattern changes with the situations,

When role is shifted, the dialect and the tone gets authoritarian,

Fascist of a kind,

Suffocated!

“Till death do us part” becomes a myth when real death occurs—

death of the soul that once used to love inhibitedly,

Unnecessarily extraorbitant.

The rules are never formed to be broken,

The orbits too do not change their pathways,

Nor does the satellites stops their fixed performance.

It was only you who shifted his fluid identity with translucent primal urges.

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy

Time Frame: 11.1 am, 14.02.26

Reflections

A decade went lamenting for you, A decade spent ranting about you, A series of decade has gone by blaming

Emancipation

Faulty stars in the sky leading to a faulty love story—well, stars were not deformed. It was our own fault—a

Racing Hearts

It was nice to know you. It’s a pleasure to meet you. It’s sweet to kiss you. But it’s horrendous

Addiction

You were not my love. You were merely just an addiction, Talking with you over the phone, Fighting over

Circles

Love was a priority then. Happiness was destiny. But now love is not predestined. Sometimes it’s a mistake. But mistakes

Sabotage

I was standing on the brink of a montage. But you always end up bringing about sabotage! I overcame the

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