Crime

Is it a crime to show happiness?

After all the interruptions and disruptions?!

Is it a crime to show happiness?

After all the sufferings that you suffer?!

Is it a crime to be with someone for whom your heart flutters?!

Is it a crime to love freely as birds do chirp and hold each others?

Tell me, is it a crime to be oneself?!

Or, was it a crime that once I loved you a lot?!

More than any bounds,

More than the oceans,

More than the sky could hold the clouds,

More than any vessel could contain.

Tell me, was it a crime to be so free, fierce and blind in love?!

Your love has caused me death.

I have resurrected as a corpse now,

A dead shell.

Do I suffocate you?!

Or, am I suffocating myself?!

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy

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