By : Parthajit Borah
I was flying high in the sky like a bird
Pouring all the whitish cloud in the mind.
Two wings of mine sail like the seagull
whispering of clouds buffered my zeal.
Rainbow and its fresh shine coloured
my soul whilst I marked in the boundless horizon in search of engraving love.
Busy for the arrangement of my funeral.
I smelt my bodily odor confirmed
my existence but l lost my human sense.
I was melting in the nowhere
losing my dreams and deeds.
Now I am the kinsman of clouds
whom I surrendered all.
Rinku Khumukcham, Editor of Imphal Times has more than 15+ years in the field of Journalism. A seasoned editor, was a former editor of ISTV News. He resides in Keishamthong Elangbam Leikai, with his wife and parents.
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