Kashfia Nahreen

Valley of blood

teardrops trickling down / the valley / mingling with the static— / hollow waves of Kaptai lake

2m ago

Colours

Echoes of your voice ring in my ears / As the world turns scarlet in front of my eyes

5m ago

Modern graveyard

We have built a civilisation / of sky-high buildings, / of concrete cities, / of disconnected communities

6m ago

Konokbari

Reya looks out the window of the bus, the glint of sunlight falling across her oval face makes her olive skin shimmer.

8m ago
September 27, 2024
September 27, 2024

Valley of blood

teardrops trickling down / the valley / mingling with the static— / hollow waves of Kaptai lake

July 6, 2024
July 6, 2024

Colours

Echoes of your voice ring in my ears / As the world turns scarlet in front of my eyes

June 1, 2024
June 1, 2024

Modern graveyard

We have built a civilisation / of sky-high buildings, / of concrete cities, / of disconnected communities

April 6, 2024
April 6, 2024

Konokbari

Reya looks out the window of the bus, the glint of sunlight falling across her oval face makes her olive skin shimmer.