We Are All Dying

 Stop!!!! 

We are all dying in this madness.

We are all dying for capitalizing by all we have and all that matters,

Our hearts, 

Our emotions,

Our belongings and 

Our close people. 

Stop!!!! 

We are all dying, 

Our hearts stopped beating as we forgot to laugh together. 

We lost the idea of having fun together when started to count every penny. 

Stop!!!! 

We are all dying because we lost touch with ourselves, we stopped enjoying each other's company. 

Stop!!!! 

Please, Stop!

Have a break and pause. 

Pause the cycle, 

Reboot from where we began. 

We were the child playing with mud. 

The inner child in us is crying for playmates to smear mud.

The inner child in us is crying to swim in the lake unbothered.

Stop!!!! 

We are all dying in this city craving for air to breath. 

Stop!!!! 

Have a break and pause. 

We want to play with our friends and have dinner with our happy families. 

Now, we live more in the memories and future.

We forgot to cherish what we have as we deny to live in today. 

Stop!! 

I want to capture the moment I have,

To belong to the place right now I am still standing before departure. 

I want to connect with people around me for a while before leaving them,

Stay close to them, listen to their stories. 

I want to store a hearty conversation with people in my head before them fading away. 

Stop!!! 

I want to live in the moment and breath!

I have stopped chasing. 

Chase illusions that no longer serves me. 

Yes, realities are painful but at least honest. 

I can trust those moments,

As trust has three aspects- accountability, responsibility and transparency. 

This time - time itself is transitional but transparent! 

Honestly by time, I have become responsible and accountable for what I do, what I believe and how I see the world. 

This time, I started living instead of chasing the unreachable and unattainable. 

I have stopped my intrusive thoughts that used to race and make me doubtful. 

I have built a clear conscience and consciousness after I took a pause. 

You know Adrian, 

Taking a break is sometimes essential. 

Necessary for growth. 

So that we can start living instead of wishing to die and confront the truth.

The harshest truth of life is to go through every challenges and anyhow live it. 

Make peace with it. Understand it. Mend it. 

Or, simply exist in it. 

There's perhaps no recovery, no renewal.

No revival.

No transformation, no transmutation.

No alchemy, no surprises. 

Nothing new.

Just living.

Just being.

Just surviving. 

Simply existing.

Our cruelest survival is the ultimate truth. 

The girl in the roadside is handing over the handpicked sunflowers to their doom.

The vase is their resting place- in the graveyard where they are arranged to rest before removal. 

The were groomed for the decoration.

The dangerous consumption.

Aesthetic but tragic. 

But, again useful!!!

What would they by the way do in the garden by simply blooming, by simply existing?!

If not the people around them were curious enough to look at them?!

Visiting the sunflower yard to capture pictures so perfect, so synthetic ?!

The sunflower that is sold, 

The sunflower that is decorated in the vase,

And, the sunflower that is still in the yard,

All are beautiful in their own existential ways.

They all have a purpose.




©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy 

Timeframe: 8.39 am, Tagar


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