Why does your heart tremble for fleeting moments?! 

For positional people, situations and things?! 

Even the waves of oceans don’t remember when they kissed the shores,

Even the sky keeps changing it’s color,

Even the bird folks change their nests, 

Their feathers.

Even the snakes sheds its own skin in seasons. 

Then, why do you weep for changes?!

Whatever is meant to stay will stay, 

And, whatever is meant to change will go away. 

Wither away like weathers,

Change like fallen seasons.

The cloud that is pouring heavy will soon be light.

The sky that holds them soon will clear its site-

To hold stars and satellites,

To hold constellations beneath.

The old is always replaced by the new.

Don’t weep for the old. 

They were never meant to stay the same,

It was their fate that they followed. 

Even you are not the same anymore. 

Every shedding shredded your layers and built anew. 

Soon you won’t be the same, 

Every color that honored you will paint you in their tints. Taint you in them, their bliss!

The untamed waves will tame you in their pace.

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy 

Timestamp: 2.25 pm, Tagar