TODAY -
Gift
Joyshree Heisnam *
Everyday is a gift.
A gift to everyday
The world is a lift,
With you I feel a day.
But this makes me sad.
For you to treat me like bit.
For you, I am a puppet ;all that you have been was fake.
I listened to everyday but i can’t now sit .
Why do I always have to be the one
To be out of bond just cause I m younger than you.
Funny it is to be your branch as I no longer done.
There was never a gift, but a mystery.
To be your branch ,this is really a puzzle to everyday.
* Poem written by Joyshree Heisnam for Imphal Times
This poem was webcasted on 05 April 2019.
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