By Nusrat Jahan Esa
A LETTER TO YOU, TO ME
And it was Spring in the dream...
As the petals started to shed their horns,
I saw a blue flower blooming at night, and it was you!
I wandered around you, but you are a fleeting sight.
I wanted to know about you, my love.
What did you want to become?
Whom did you seek?
I could see that the hues of the wings of butterflies,
Held a strong resemblance to my happiness.
So I wished it extracted your blue.
Suddenly, one day,
I sought you out, but there's no you.
I wondered.
You were but the fragments of my own mind,
I tried to glue all the puzzles together.
Now I know it was all my delusion.
Because I tried hard to depart from the shadows.
But now again, where am I?
And where are you?
You were actually me, and my shades of blue.
So,
For none but my love,
A letter, to you, to me
where you will find the key to happiness.
The dream is over.
Summer's now heating the ground up,
Let me pluck the flower and put it in my hair.
Nusrat Jahan Esa is a BA English Literature student at the University of Liberal Arts Bangladesh (ULAB). Writing Poetry is her way of expressing herself and embracing her inner child.
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