Dusty Mist


 I wish I could see one glimpse of yours.

Once again, I would see you from a distance.

Not lay a finger on you, nor breath close to you,

Nor would I touch your hands, cross my fingers with you,

Entangle you with me,

Because, I know distance is the best gift for you that I can present,

A curse to me and a blessing to you is this thousand crores of distance,

I wish I could keep you,

As you are locked in the chambers of my heart,

I wish.....................

.....................................................!

You are a distant comet to me,

A dusty rusty mist that I cannot catch or see,

You are so far away.

Do I always chase the unavailable and the unattainable?

Do I idealize love?

Exaggerate?

You are now an illusion to me,

 but once you were my reality

that was shattered with the cruelty of fate,

Our fatalistic lives,

I wish I could revert back to the golden times and hold you tight.

Kiss you harder,

Keep your moon face resting in the

 palms of my hands.

I wish you were in the lines of my fate.

I wish you were my destination.

I am tired wandering lonely.

My life is stuck in you like a 

stopped watch on my wrist!

Oh, I did not fall in love in the blink of eye,

I fell in love slowly and gradually in a decade,

Not by staying with you but by 

staying far away from you,

An endless- limitless,

 platonic, idealistic love I have for you,

Because, within all these years I finally understood your intents,

I fell in love with your sincerity again.

All these broken experiences 

have shown me the gem you are 

that I won't get again!

I lost you. 

I lost you.

I lost you.

My sighs breathe your name!

You are not my reward but sickness,

I am sick, 

A dead person blindly in love

 hopelessly...mercilessly ... eternally! 

I am sick,

There is no remedy except 

your arrival permanently to me,

I am sick,

You break my rythm and order in daily life.

One glance of you after a decade is enough to destroy me,

Crumble my hardly built fort and fortitude,

Grounded on solid foundations. 


©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy 

Time Frame: 9.53 am, T-4, SC & HUM, MIST


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