Establishment

One soul mourning for two—the one who loved her,

And the one whom she has loved.

All of them ended with a tragic trajectory where ends meet nowhere.

They might meet in a river where there were no banks,

But only the sediments of memory of each getting wronged.

I think lovers don’t really miss each other completely.

Perhaps, partly, they miss the establishment that gave them comfort,

validation, and shared ownership of joy and belongingness.

But do they ever belong to each other?

Or, is it just for the sake of the establishment that they cling to each other?

The establishment that labels neediness as love?!

Perhaps!

Well, who dissects love in such a critical manner?

Only a fool who lost in the paradox of love tries to solve a

puzzle she was never meant to solve anyways!

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy

Time Frame: 6.46 am, Tagar, MIST

Reflections

A decade went lamenting for you, A decade spent ranting about you, A series of decade has gone by blaming

Emancipation

Faulty stars in the sky leading to a faulty love story—well, stars were not deformed. It was our own fault—a

Racing Hearts

It was nice to know you. It’s a pleasure to meet you. It’s sweet to kiss you. But it’s horrendous

Addiction

You were not my love. You were merely just an addiction, Talking with you over the phone, Fighting over

Circles

Love was a priority then. Happiness was destiny. But now love is not predestined. Sometimes it’s a mistake. But mistakes

Sabotage

I was standing on the brink of a montage. But you always end up bringing about sabotage! I overcame the

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