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Recycled 

Never have I seen any eyes so beautiful, 

The eyes that reflected pain-

Pain of loosing someone close, 

Yet, uttering- damn! I don’t care! 

Never have I heard words so beautiful-

That says, you took a part of me with you, 

That’s never meant to be repaired! 

What is that stopping you from trying again?! 

It’s the fear! 

Fear of becoming vulnerable, then broken-

Fear of attachments that are destined to wane,

Washing away your sane-

You crumble like sand-

In the hands of the favourites,

Well, there’s no pure soul- 

That can love beyond the oceans, 

Beyond the seasons, 

Even the nature changes its course, 

Even the contexts changes, 

Words loses its meanings, 

So does your intentions, 

Whatever fills you with joy, 

Voids you from the core, 

Once emptied- love can’t be recycled! 

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy

Difficulty

Day by day, everything gets hard,Love becomes hard,Career gets hard,Daily affairs get harder,Connections are all lost.Day by day you keep

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