The time has come to demolish the world
The world that I had once created
Through my emotions, my own fantasy!
Hadn't it be hundred times
I tripped over my own expectations?
Hadn't it been hundreds of times
I let my heart be stabbed by all the sweet lies?
The eyes of the observer was never tired
The overthinking mind ever rested;
But the heart decided to pretend!
The blasphemy was so thrilling
It decided to stay heathen.
So now, when the eggshell is broken
The chrysalis is gone long
I am left with fragile forewings!
Now the world of fantasy is gone,
The prophecy feels completely null and void
I'm losing myself in the catastrophic events slowly.
But what an absolute mockery!
There is no one to blame but me!
Tahsina Inam Trisha is a Sub-Editor, Dhaka Tribune.