Chandelier

Drowned in my soliloquies of which-

I am not used to share with,

Habituated into my solitude-

I wander across-

A white wooden rose-

A half-moon,

A chandelier chants my name-

Maybe she is too alone!

Drifted apart-

In sanctuary-

In deepened solitary –

The chandelier still lightens up the room!

Alone she sparks-

With many companions-

All in distance, share her journey but not the light,

She seldom carries their fume!

They want to be a part of her journey,

But, not become the alley,

They together can’t match the fuel-

She brings all alone!

They share a destiny-

But, aloof!

All the white wooden roses withers away in the moonlit night-

The petals split-

All fallen flowers remind of fallen angels with no wings or song,

A chandelier still lightens up the world it doesn’t belong!

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy

Time Frame: 8.19 pm, MIST, Mirpur Cantonment, Dhaka-1216.

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