By : Dr Nunglekpam Premi Devi
Independent Scholar
Wide opening eyes; thou yell on me
Wide opening mouth; thou call upon me
Wide opening arms; thou clutch upon me
I know not!
What’
s losing thou fancy?
One step up; one step down
One step below; one step forward
Never missing one single step, you being me
I wonder suspicion, I beg no mercy!
Ditching me alone, when ‘m alone
When ‘m sedentary; when ‘m still and inactive
I wonder
, again and again!
Holding me, in and out; out and again
Appearing and departing physique;
Doubting thousand self belongings,
Vanishing of
f; soon and never attend
When ‘m stood and perch.
Wide opening eyes; thou yell on me
Wide opening mouth; thou call upon me
Wide opening arms; thou clutch upon me
Attending me, with no mercy
I wonder again; annoying and hating –
Thou urging and longing zeal!
Hankering and carving around me;
With no purpose, thou following me
One step front; one step down
One step in; one step backward
Tired Resolving and fixing thou existence;
Leaving me with no option, quitting you shadowy spirit
Standing taller and huge, worrying me in the darkness;
I ‘m afraid again and again; thou ghostly wraith
Moving in and out, swinging front and back;
When ’m accompanying.
Wide opening eyes; thou yell on me
Wide opening mouth; thou call upon me
Wide opening arms; thou clutch upon me
Freshening eyes and freshening self-ego,
Enthralling and alluring, capturing and attracting;
Securing the morning dew upon thy leaves;
Lone I walk self-confidently; I prey upon self -worth solitarily
Where‘re thy sole? Where’re thy amours proper?
I wonder time and again;
What deed thou act upon gesture?
Seeking thy presence, alive and being me;
You’re soft, non-existence plea;
Appear and attend me;
Chase me and issue me troubles;
No matter what ensue? Precede me
When ‘m escorting.
Wide opening eyes; thou yell on me
Wide opening mouth; thou call upon me
Wide opening arms; thou clutch upon me
I wonder time and again;
What deed thou act upon gesture?
You’re fiery and fierce, wicked and wrongful;
So foul playing and too corrupting
Towering and titanic,
When thou small self-imaginary;
You’re different and arguing;
Straight and little thy concealing
When in thou colossal still