Comments Posted By Nishat Tasnim

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Alibi…never really used the word. Reminds me of the word “scapegoat”. Ding!

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 04.29.2012 @ 11:29 am


a pile of papers on my desk that haven’t been touched. A big mug of coffee, as dark as night. I want to go to sleep; curl up under my blanket and die. Damn these exams!

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 04.15.2012 @ 4:31 pm


I miss the blaze of your eyes at the sight of me. The light of our candle is down to a mere flicker. And I sit here and despair over the loss of my love.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 04.01.2012 @ 1:50 pm


You need to control your temper; don’t back away when I tell you to; don’t take all my criticism; don’t let me upset you; don’t let me hurt you; I need to control my temper.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 03.25.2012 @ 12:05 pm


Your eyes are exquisite. Sharp, and beautifully shaped liked a precious gem. Also the reason why I can’t have you.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 03.24.2012 @ 3:43 pm


Belief is a beautiful little word; I believe in ghosts and fairies and demons and monsters and nature and science; and my beliefs are not making sense anymore; and I turn my beliefs into disbelief; and out springs another belief; and I believe in one thing today, and another tomorrow; evolution is a fact; and my beliefs evolve too.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 03.12.2012 @ 1:11 pm


This town is not my home. It grinds away at my being like an endlessly rolling wheel. I need you here. I need you with me.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 03.04.2012 @ 11:34 am


My residence building smells like buttery popcorn. I love coming home at night.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 02.26.2012 @ 1:00 pm


I had to snap one last picture of you, one last memory etched in frozen time, one last twinkle, one last spark. But alas, my battery flashed low power and I was running out of time. I clicked frantically, hoping the dying flash would capture an imagine, one last image, of you. I click, and the camera dies, and I am left in the darkness of lost hope.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 02.06.2012 @ 8:25 am


Funny now alternating the c and a can make the word sacred, mutate into scared.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 02.04.2012 @ 3:41 pm


The chief looked at all of us, stern as steel, walking with an air of confidence. As he walked past me, though, I noticed slight twinkle in his eyes flared up ever so delicately.
He can never be professional around me. Love breaks all superficial barriers.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 02.04.2012 @ 9:59 am


“It’s going to be EPIC!”
I’m running out of catchy ways to advertise for fundraisers. So I have to make false promises.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 02.02.2012 @ 4:57 pm


The wagon dragged along, down the hill, down the bumpy track, stumbling occasionally. But it must carry its loads to the lake. Finally, to drown by its own weight.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 02.01.2012 @ 2:22 pm


These festivities are meant to fill that hole in your heart left by those troughs in life, when you fall, and just want to pretend it’s alright.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 01.31.2012 @ 4:10 pm


A glimmer of hope in the eyes of darkness. Just a spark of light to know we’re alright. That’s all I needed. Just a sign that you still cared. You still loved me.

» Posted By Nishat Tasnim On 01.01.2012 @ 10:39 pm

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