Dearest
The Mad Storm
The Mad Storm
( 117th birthday tribute to my eternal love of life, Osamu Dazai)
No soul sits nearer, yet none looms so
far away, than you, my love,
Nestled like a pearl in the oyster's shell.
How far is the distance ?
As far as my detached connection to the crowd ?
Many eyes mimicked your light
They were nothing but myths
bringing false wine to my thirst
Dead cells of sweetness revive
The ants of memory keep me awake
I am a heroine of a sleepless tale
The earth is a smoky shadow of yours
Fainting night performs a electric dance.
I am a heroine of a sleepless tale
You may choose to forget
I never will,amid your stormy chaos
I claim you as my ultimate victory.
Mumtahina Jahan
19.06.2026
Really well done. You can feel your raw emotion!
"I claim you as my ultimate victory." What a way to end a poem. Love as an act of defiance rather than surrender — really beautiful tribute.