Intimacy

This time if love ever finds me in a translucent way, I want it to be sure.

Sure of his body, mind and state,

I would like to ask him,

Clearly and straight,

Will you be mine?

Physically, mentally and spiritually only mine?!

In all mental frame,

In all worlds,

In heavens and the doorways of hell,

Will you be mine?!

Will you love me like I do?!

Truly, genuinely, entirely will you be mine?!

Would you love me the same in all distress?!

The same way till the end?!

Will you touch my body admiring it as a sacred temple, will you enter with a good intent?!

With a love song, and hymns of special prayer, as if I were your earnest dream, greatest victory and medieval joy?!

Would you love me for who I am and who I will be, till the end?!

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian

Time Frame: 10.48 pm, MIST, Mirpur Cantonment.

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

Farheen Akter Bhuian