Skeleton of Love

My love was in its purest form.

While your love was a ‘phony,’

In the epitome of desire and belongingness,

Memoir of residence with you

was completely ‘unholy’!

Shall I count every ounce of love that I

poured on you?!

Immense it was and vast, like an ocean!

Countless and immeasurable was the infatuation!

I was affected by you in a bond of affection.

But you were lethargic like an infection!

Spread all over my life—I’ve spilled my love on the bay!

Wasted my love because you were never meant to stay!

The prowess of anger overshadowed the essence of love that we had.

The innocuous emotions were lost in the Egyptian pyramids in ancient times!

Now, what we see is a skeleton of love.

Dried and damaged, buried in the berg!

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy

24 Feb, 2023

Rokeya Hall, DU

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