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Eyes so vindictive,

Mind so detective,

Fatigue in the breath says something.

Alluring about that endearing meeting,

A heaven made back in the mind dissolved into the scarcity of reality,

A comeback from the unreal epiphany because somehow we are the attorney of an unspeakable brutality…..

We were born to suffer and we’ll continue to do so….

We arrived here to live a life full of sorrows and yet we are in a mission to find happiness and meaning amidst the chaos,

There is no truth,

There is no lie,

There are just fractions—

Fractional truth and fractional lies in the lives that are so fictitious!

Nothing new, there is no ultimate reality,

Everything is untimely relative and speaks of relativity,

So basic, so similar, but again,

How wondrous and how vivacious,

How miraculous and how marvelous—

It is,

At the same time!

At all times!

Human conditions and situations,

Contexts and relations are always cyclically the same,

Different patterns just reappear at different times on different occasions with different people.

It’s just the phase that reflects the part of the characters yet to be discovered in another phase!

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy

Wooden Chair

A girl with flat eyes in the west flat  sits regularly on the wooden chair to recount her past. She

2015

 I am crying my heart out,  My lungs are screaming and whimpering in agony. After a decade, I am crying

Bag

The last token of your love was a bag, A Tommy Hilfiger.  I wish I could carry all the memories

Surrender

We keep reliving our trauma again and again until we heal.  Every encounter teach me that each situation, each context

Diva

Goddess, you are a diva.  A soul unleashed from heavens,  Not for the weak, not for the meek,  Not for

Do you think people die?

Do you think people die from lack of love? Adam?! Don’t you see them living, laughing, eating, dressing, walking, working