Vivacious

In the duality we stand!

Close upfront- vivacious,

Backdoor- doubtful, haunted!

Haunted for self as I once doubted myself,

Haunted for the world as it does haunts us in vivid details!

Happy and resentful- at the same time,

Just as the sun and moon juxtaposes for a while!

Cheerful and mournful-

As if I am in a duet with a devil!

Devil horns swinging-

Singing lullaby for us to sleep-

And, then one day we rise,

We are awakened –

Mocked and honked- at the same time!

The dead are mocked,

The living ones are surging in the suffrage-

For they can’t decide-

Decide to take left or right-

Instead they are circling round and round-

Round in the circus –

Round in the parameter lengthened!

And, this rat race is not the end –

They will move and move untill the last breath!

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy

Time Frame: 10.16 pm, Gym, Chittagong.

Incapable

Now you know, The permanent damage that you’ve done. They call it survival, But, I named it silence. A disease

Numbness Towards The Collective

The sadness in my eyes has numbed the empathy towards the pain of the collective. I no longer read the

Contempt for the Culture that Shaped You

In knowing you, little by little, I cannot deny, That the flaw was not in your nature but in the

Asymmetrical relationship with the cockroach

The cockroach did not know that evolution never taught humans to befriend it, And, It didn’t learn to hide. It

Blue Whale

There was an ocean within me once, It was deep,blue,wide. In that deep blue ocean- Tides shone so bright, Faith

No bond lasts long

Why don’t you believe in people anymore?! – Cause, I don’t want anyone to exploit my reason. How’s that like?!

Farheen Akter Bhuian