In distance

 


In distance you became all what I wanted- 

Stars, constellation, and eclipse-

That once I thought was mine is an illusionary conspiracy in missionary style! 

In distance, you thought I would collapse, 

But, I became what you never thought-

A star, lunar galaxy and apocalypse,

After that, I became the universe itself!

I opened the shattered light-

Had become a sigma warrior-

Just like Orion my fangs rises,

Just like Cleopatra my dynasty flourishes, 

And, just like Alexandria my fort is built-

Not with stones and bricks, 

But, of beliefs and ideals! 

Not with cement and plaster,

But, with standards and ideas- 

Oh, I am my own rockstar-

I sing on my tune, 

On my own terms, 

No more lamenting, 

No more remorse, 

No more guilt, 

No regrets anymore,

The universe has opened another universe within me through my cracked door! 

I am the most fertile like 'Demeter' now!

You may have dymentia and you are free to forget all the vows,

Cause, I made you free from the prison you built with me in the wake of passion and prism! 

I have seen the world without you, 

Travelled it, 

Transversed through the transparent sky and clear sea-

I saw a seagull there waiting for me! 

On the other side of the world, 

Achilles is waving his hands for me-

He wants to succumb in the comb!

We won't perish like you and me, 

Unlike you, we are going to build a saphire!

A sphere of enlightenment and true freedom, 

Tyrant you would not recognize the field, 

The magnetic pull that we will have, 

A reign filled with mercy- 

A cosmic compassion!

For everyone will follow their destiny-

Destination is there where destiny is!


©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy 

Time Frame: 8.38 pm, MIST, Mirpur Cantonment, Dhaka-1216.


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