Bengali Poetry (Translated)

Journal of Weariness

Today I am truly...disgusted! Bloodied! Scarred! Exhausted and shattered!

Watching you constantly ensnare me in that terrible trap called 'love,' I am rendered speechless, stunned!

Watching you crush my hands and feet, crippling me, then constantly subjugate me through the deception of that emotion called 'you,' I am utterly bewildered from beginning to end!

Watching you constantly perform this charade of love with me, with ever-growing skill, I am beyond words!

Knowingly playing the fool, constantly trapped in your web of lies, watching myself caught there—today I am truly senseless!

Your staged, emotional tears and accusations that I must constantly adapt to—my breath is grotesquely choked!

Understanding everything, yet becoming so merciless toward myself, constantly being used for your self-absorbed pursuits, letting myself be sacrificed in this unbearable love that has taken hold—I am now half-dead!
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