By- Dr Nunglekpam Premi Devi
Independent Scholar
I’m breathing, breathing life of you;
I’m living, living a soul’s life of you;
All I care’s, you gave me life of you,
A life to live in surrounding, a life to live for causes;
And a life to stay alive for a purpose, aloof of you;
You make me happy, apart
And you make me to dance of life, back end;
I’m breathing faster, faster as I could;
Oh! Yeah, I’m you and ‘m yours;
You give me strength, solid
Running after my own, conquering self;
Letting me dissolve, stand by my own,
You’re a healer, you’re a creature;
All I know is ‘you’re a sire’, a father.
I’m securing and I’m guarding, tight;
I’m floating, alive and stronger,
I’m hiding, believing and waiting to be live;
All you care’s safety existence of me alive;
All you feel’s soft and fragile alive;
Still, you hang around living alive difficulties;
You carry me sheathing, warm and energetically;
You breathe life for me and you drink quietly;
Ah! All I know not and I kick you harder,
All I do is making you athirst and thirsty;
How courageous you to be with me alive?
You’re beautiful and you’re a painter;
You paint me alive, living alive evolving;
You touch me with emotions, you’re sweeter;
You’re a bearer, you’re a creature,
And all I know is ‘you’re a giver,’ a mother.
I know not, how you feel, afraid?
I know not, what I am to you, gentle?
Still, you bring me alive, heavy and courageously;
You neither bade throwing me out clear;
Instead, you console me myself tighter and lighter;
You cried for me in pains, you struggled for me not in vain;
Still you smiles brighter, living alive for me;
You’re my living and you’re my feeder;
Oh! How manageable I am to you?
You carried me on your back and on your side,
Alive and happily I dance through your arm;
Holding tighter and clutching your hair, swaging;
All I sense you, is a miracle, a model;
You’re a protector, you’re my parents.
I see you, and I see you still opening my eyes;
First time since, you’re my whole;
You’re my God, you’re my king;
You gave me ‘high’ and I tried stretching;
Hope and inspirations, dreams and desires;
Trying catching all and about, living alive;
Recline and unfold! My little wings,
Higher I do fly; you give me love, a love of life;
The more you loved me, the more I become, Woman!
I’m a bearer and I’m a creature,
I’m a giver and I’m a mother;
Give me wings, O! Holy
I am alive and I living alive.
