Nigol Chakouba
Dr. Nunglekpam Premi Devi *
Waiting! So sweet, doesn't really need a one;
Times' not a countdown required all along,
Swinging and swaging, flowers and all golden;
Vibrating and economizing all with those 'feelings';
Oh! Once in a year; oh! Once in a year;
All gazing and all stunning and all amazing;
Years' a nomadic; shorter and perplexing mysterious;
All lights up and all sorrows drenching;
All guarding colorful and all unusual phenomenal;
Yellow's a profound shade; pink's a hue tone;
Golden's so lively; fashioning all those,
Wrapping and adorning, neck to neck full;
Colors too enchanting, engaging and winning;
All shining and all engaging 'nigol chakouba' walk.
Heavily she breathes deep smiling;
Steadily she walk passing by contended;
Engaging those wrapping cloth 'innaphi' so new;
Her hands all tight; one a bag, other a piece of cloth;
She walks a queen; she stands high for a day willing;
She smells exceedingly, her make over so tranquilizing;
Oh! Those remarkable scents, so fresh and so good;
Her cloth so Royal; her jewelries too glowing;
"Muga silk" her primary don; "phige phanek" her display;
"Rani phi" her unveiling veil; blessed and revealing;
All heels all up and all buckle up tok tok tok and tok;
Wait , wait, oh! wait 'ebungo', you will fall down;
All praise and all cheering and all admiring;
Sadness! Oh sadness; come again another day.
She's all and she's all celebrating 'nigol chakouba'
She walks and she goes a mile; a brother's home
She's all participating; and she's all strapped;
She's all urge driving and she's all tour navigating;
Joys all on her way back home laughter and cherishing;
Alas! Her tears, her shreds so momentous worshiping;
Digging deeper within; speaking thousands absences;
Poor! Oh poor; go away for a day as she prays;
Wishing and longing and craving and hungry;
Those souls within, blames of one selves blesses;
She hears and she talks; she feels and she approves;
She's all a 'nigol', nigol of nigols;
She cries and she laughs; she's all protectors;
She's all grace and she's all approval.
* Poem written by Dr. Nunglekpam Premi Devi for Imphal Times
The writer is an Independent Scholar
This poem was webcasted on November 15 2018.
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