Sabotage

I was standing on the brink of a montage.

But you always end up bringing about sabotage!

I overcame the Holocaust.

But you reminded me of the ordeal.

Over and over again.

You were meant to be my better half.

But all you did was break me into pieces.

And damage the repairs.

You had always been a threat I had to tolerate!

I see the end of an ordeal, but not the end of the reminiscences.

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy

24 Feb, 2023

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

Skeleton of Love

My love was in its purest form. While your love was a ‘phony,’ In the epitome of desire and belongingness,

Farheen Akter Bhuian