One day!

I didn’t forgive myself
For the longest time
I thought of you
It felt like I needed to forgive
first to forgive myself.

I stopped trusting myself
I kept thinking of
the flaws you mentioned
But didn’t
You loved me with all my imperfections?

I stopped believing in love
The love we shared
Was celestial
Like the kind that live for eternity
I wouldn’t fall for any temporary thing!
But you were so short-lived, just like the love
For me.

Bangladesh, 2019


Don’t change!

Some days I want to forget you
And listen to my own voice.
The mind wandering, the distractions
Are there of course
But when my voice would surface from the background
It would be authentic, real
Just the way I am.
I wouldn’t feel the pressure of changing me,
Nor my voice would change. For you.



How she takes care of the heart
When it’s bruised so many times
With rotten eggs, or bullets like pain
The twist and turn of head
The shaking of legs
Breathing now, or not breathing
Swelling eyes with no tears there
Only the soul – the mighty one
That could hold it all
In this heart.