My lips ache as if they want to be bitten 

and smitten in your love and admiration.

My hips swirl in ache as if they want to twirl 

around you, dance in motion.

My heart is in ache as if it doesn’t know where  

it belongs, to whom,

My eyes are in pain, they are numb and sore.

They say your eyes are beautiful like droplets of dews, Like diamonds in the sky.

But, only a few knows how much tears it shed,

Shed like an ocean.

I have cried in pain like a destitute losing all her belongings,

I have cried in pain like a beggar begging for an alms of love and warmth.

I have cried like a Jew, a refugee Muslim for a bit of shelter in a foreign land,

I have cried like a blind person for a bit of compassion and an ounce of aid.

I have cried and whimpered in pain like an impaired person for quick recovery,

I have cried like an infant hungry for love and needing to cling to somebody.

I have cried an ocean for my lost ones whom I loved dearly,

I have cried in agony, realizing the civilization that took a century 

for me to build had been crumbled in the blink of an eye in front of me!

I have cried an ocean, still, my eyes are filled with tears,

Where do so many tears come from?

Why don’t they just disappear?

My entire body is aching in pain and agony,

I regret walking in wrong direction for too long,

I regret claiming and clinging to something

that never belonged to me.

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy 

Time Frame: 20 Dec, 7.10 pm, Central Library, MIST