By-
Dr. Nunglekpam Premi Devi
Independent Scholar
Nine O’clock; Nine O’clock
Not later than nine; come home at nine
Hurry! Hurry! You should be at nine
I remember; a voice so strong
So afraid; so obedient and so ruling
All I do, all I imagine! Nine is all my time
How excited I am! How lovely I think?
How truthful I behave? Just for a nine time
I make no hassle; and I bother not crying
I intrude not; and I pounder billions happiness
I throw out my charm; my charisma
And I must go and I must dance.
Nine O’clock; Nine O’clock
Not later than nine; come home at nine
Hurry! Hurry! You should be at nine
The day has brightened me; but still
The day has persuading; blarney
And I sing of seasonal maneuver;
Dong-ki ta-ki, taki-ta taki,
Dong-ki ta-ki, taki-ta taki
I am enthralling; and I am dreaming
Dreaming of color; red, blue and green
All delighted and all captivating
What should I chose? Bewildering
Still I doubt? That smooth talk voice
Energetic all I presume; guessing
Calculating my entire ethos; flavoring
This feeling too strong; I envy most
Nine O’clock; Nine O’clock
Not later than nine; come home at nine
Hurry! Hurry! You should be at nine
Sailing all by my side, I know no boundary
I speak of my cherish and I dream of my love;
This hour is all I consider;
T’s Bright serene moonlit night; under her coat
Harboring my thousand emotions;
I try and I try inclining handsomely
Holding and engaging divine hands;
How sweet! How lovely! I fly
How heavenly! How pleasantly! We move
With this rhythmic rhythm; we follow
Dong-ki ta-ki, taki-ta taki,
Dong-ki ta-ki, taki-ta taki
Nine O’clock; Nine O’clock
Not later than nine; come home at nine
Hurry! Hurry! You should be at nine
Awe! All I wonder
Would never be again; this mystery nine
I am jiggling all my way; so valid
How unfortunate! Crack me in the middle
Oh! Sweetness, my mother
Echoing through me; Nine O’clock; Nine O’clock
Leaving phantom emotions, shadowing upon thee;
This dance; this rhythm,
Still Silhouettes my many mystery.