Emancipation

Faulty stars in the sky leading to a faulty love story—well, stars were not deformed.

It was our own fault—a lack of apprehension of the situation.

Shortage of endurance and lack of understanding make us fall.

We fell from the heights that we claim to own.

Faulty stars are twinkling again, leading to a new destination.

This time, the moral of the story is true emancipation!

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy

Feb 24, 2034, Rokeya Hall, DU.

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