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When I didn’t take love seriously,

Love took me seriously, and when I took love seriously,

Love was lost apparently, In doomsday, In the heavens, and in paradise!

Stored in archives, Love does appear and reappear recurrently, sometimes in the form of memories,

Sometimes in the form of rejuvenating allures,

In recapitulation of joys and agonies,

We remember the most joyous ones!

That’s what is so prestigious held back in the archives of songs and melodies!

We go again and again to the refreshing memories- as if it was yesterday or a moment ago!

What a sweet message a lover can write on a short notice-

A decade has been passed away-

Still, I remember you!

©® Farheen Nancy

Incapable

Now you know, The permanent damage that you’ve done. They call it survival, But, I named it silence. A disease

Numbness Towards The Collective

The sadness in my eyes has numbed the empathy towards the pain of the collective. I no longer read the

Contempt for the Culture that Shaped You

In knowing you, little by little, I cannot deny, That the flaw was not in your nature but in the

Asymmetrical relationship with the cockroach

The cockroach did not know that evolution never taught humans to befriend it, And, It didn’t learn to hide. It

Blue Whale

There was an ocean within me once, It was deep,blue,wide. In that deep blue ocean- Tides shone so bright, Faith

No bond lasts long

Why don’t you believe in people anymore?! – Cause, I don’t want anyone to exploit my reason. How’s that like?!

Farheen Akter Bhuian