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Contemporary Love

Kamrun sees the futility and utility of love, in different layers of life, in this poem, exclusively for Different Truth

Contemporary love…
Now, you are just a magical word
Any time anyone can use
Is it real or complete fun?
No one really bothers at all…

Now, this is a silly word
No weight; no faith
Simply a flowery word.

So never fall in love
It doesn’t exist in
This controversial world
A siren always gives signal
To a rational mind…
There is no love
No faith; no loyalty; really exist…
 
Everything works in the neuron cell
That is an overall chemical recompose
That sometimes could be used as
A weapon against you.
And can be exercised at any time ever…

So never dive
On that ocean in fascination
It could be a wrong decision
A lifetime of hell…

But alas!
When you see a child in
Her mother’s womb
Forget rationalism
All types of scientific calculation
Forget practical life
And again, start to believe in love.

Picture design by Anumita Roy, Different Truths

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Kamrun Nahar
Kamrun Nahar writes poems, blogs, features and short stories. Her writings have been published in web pages, daily newspapers and magazines in Bangladesh and India. She also publishes in the pseudonym of "Sofed Bihongo" (সফেদবিহঙ্গ). Her Haiku and Haibun were published under UTB journal, Cold moon journal, Failed Haiku journal, Quills journal & FemkuMag. Her poems were published in international anthologies, ‘Pandemic Poetry 2020’ and ‘Paradise on Earth’.

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