Premature

You were my cage where I adorned myself 

for my slayer, 

You were my bondage for whom I would chain myself in layers,

You were a curse upon me for whom I would ask forgiveness in my prayers, 

You were the graveyard where I was buried in my earliest hours,

You were the tombstone where my name was engraved with silver letters, 

You were the sword that cut me open like feathers, 

You were the blockage for whom I couldn’t reach the tower, 

You were the ugly fire that burnt my innocence with the fury of your unholy dagger, 

Nothing more or less,

You are just a gold-digger,  

Do you know why you are so unholy and

what's about all these melancholy?

It's you. You are lost in the wrath of battle. 

Oh, like a little cattle,

 Now you are behaving all docile and amicable, 

But, only I know, your purest lover-

That, what you were in the hindsight, 

Our poor love is now leftover. 

Little did I know, you were so hard to handle. 

And, our love had to die for It was already born premature. 

Fate has unravelled the parallel version of our story, Oh, you were so immature! 


©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy

Circa: 2023, Rokeya Hall, DU

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