I don’t love or cherish or adore any humans anymore,

Though, I try my level best to understand them. 

Sign of extreme misanthropy? nihilism? or, narcissim?! 

Maybe or maybe not! 

Actually, I don’t love anymore the ‘Men’ who think themselves as ‘God’, 

Who thinks they own you, 

And, label you as their properly adorned property, As if you are

a decorum to them,

A decorated well furnished home ready to showcase,

The concept of home is beautiful until I have to pay the rent for living in it, 

The concept of paying rent is also tolerable if only I belonged in it. 

I defy such meaningless role that make me feel any ‘less’, 

I defy such character that tries to put chain on me

when I am only a walker of straight path

not the passenger of cross roads on the board, 

When I know my own limist who are you to limit me?! 

When I acknowledge the liminality of being human,

Who are you -the other insignificant liminal human to order rules over me?! 

I defy such roles with pride. 

Those who can’t embody god behaving ‘god-like’, 

First, be a human – the liminal human who knows their bounds,

Then come to dictate,

Overcome your limitations before acclaiming yourself a ‘Roman God’, 

You are nothing but a pawn in the chess board of ‘God’ anyways. 

You are playing the role predesigned and predetermined,

Misanthrope or an empath, 

Clearly I despise such despicable creatures! 

Good for nothing but full of pride,

I hate their becoming of ‘God-like’ and acting like one.

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian (Nancy) 

Time Frame: 5 am, 9 August , Mirpur Cantonment.