tharmingam khangrah Poems

The grainy moments of life get sifted
Abiding the laws of regeneration
Thus returns the pain of Mortality
Breaking a peaceful trance
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Life flies on like a wounded butterfly
Mornings filled with hope thinking it's a new day
Yet nothing 'NEW' seems to dawn
I traveled within the same circle
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Brothers are we, doomed to fight
To uphold ideologies created by man
It was hard to watch the headless corpse
Of my brother slaughtered by my brother.
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Glued to the addictive touch of life
I remembered my dear mother
When they pointed lead spitting machine to my forehead
Powered to smoke out brains and blood.
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I saw her perched on a cemetery cross
To welcome me home to the place I belong
One rainy day long time ago
Beating the darkness with her bright dress.
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Nature suddenly wakes up to listen to the rain songs
To take a satiating peep at the soaking and drenching
Of man, buffaloes and the green sleepy surrounding.
Men wakes up early, women never seem to sleep
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Being too sanguine in love was a crime
Thinking love is sacrosanct I presumed
NOTHING will obstruct our union
Days of wailing really dawn unannounced
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