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.