Favourite

You are my favourite distraction,

Favourite leisure,

Favourite hobby, passion, igniting day light!

You are my favourite part of the day,

My habitual obsession, part of daily life!

You have become my schedule,

My routine- how can I therefore oblige?!

Your absence takes me back to abyss,

Cause you are my twilight!

Why does day and night divide us- the divine embodiment?!

Why does maps distances us?

Why are you so far away?

Why can’t we merge as one like the roots inside of the soils,

You are my ancient history, I want to revisit you again and again,

Sultan of my hearts Saltanat,

And, I want to crown you on the throne of my heart and seal it with love,

Captivate you inside!

You are not free of the clutches of my love now,

For now you’ll have to be accountable for your absence,

How can you forget your queen who dwells inside the walls of your heart so overwhelmed?!

©® 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

Farheen Akter Bhuian