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Who told you that I want to live my own life and leave you?

Who told you that I want to separate myself in the blink of an eye

and go to opposite bays surrounded by solitude?

I always wanted to build a home with you. 

But you never meant to be! 

You couldn’t be my home. 

You couldn’t ensure my safety and sanity! 

My home became a jail with you. 

My mind became a slave. 

My life is entangled with your melodramas. 

My reliance became pawned. 

I had to lose you to find me. 

I had to leave you in search of myself! 

I wish you could think of being a part of mine. 

But, no, you wanted to assimilate and 

dissolve me into your impurities. 

Forgetting that I am ever divine, 

Not made for shiny pearls so clandestine. 

But I could become your tangy clementine. 

Sour but sweet, 

You sucked all the goodness inside of me. 

Whatever’s left, I don’t want to share it anymore. 

Every time I share my kindness with anyone,

I get betrayed. 

Every time I try to linger on, I get swayed away! 

Every time I think of an ‘us,’ it ends up becoming ‘only me.’ 

Every time I think of a ‘team,’ it always grows to be a ‘one-man army’, 

Alas! Some people are better alone. 

A lonely rider, 

Some are singular and particularistic, 

Not many can keep up the pace with them. 

Sometimes, it’s better to shred armor alone! 

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy

July 2023, University of Dhaka

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