Elicit Confession

Elicit confession: Forbidden elixir attuned with satire,

Simulant simulacrum at its best attire!

Stimulating elation on shrunken tires,

Wide bright eyes with a broaden smile decorated on heydays conspiring nasty desires!

Oh, I wish I could control the longings-

But, I could not-

I wish I could turn into a ‘Dervish’ and walk like Shams of Tabriz,

And, become a ‘Rumi’ in his love!

Love could be a devotion-

If only I could dive deep and wander in the divine masculine!

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy

Time Frame: 11.00 AM, MIST, Mirpur Cantonment, Dhaka-1216.

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