In your deniable denigration,
I have found my duvet.
In your delusion’
I have found my durbar;
Harbor of my heart,
Tanned, burnt, sinned, and black
Ashes of mine.
In your utter dereliction
I have found my depredation.
In your depression
I have found my utter desideratum
To desolate you;
Like a barren womb.
Like a sand less, rattle less dessert.
Like a destroyed, devastated, desuetude,
Detach, and solitary Soulless soul
Like a derrick to clear away things taking within.
Gazi Purni is doing her post-graduation on Literatures in English and Cultural Studies at Jahangirnagar University, Savar, Dhaka.