The Sisterhood
Jayanta Oinam *
she went home searching for a new reason
and send me a season
wrapped in the colour of blood
and here, i called myself a red
like a message wrapped besieged
within the realm of sisterhood
it brings me spirits from home
and, I continue to dream
for a fasting soul
many a feasts look meagre,
the hunger will never die
and the spirits will never rest
and my dreams
you judge them for snorts
but for a dream
it costs me a lifetime
a dream within dream
oh! it is the season of ningol chak-kouba
but for every tarmac that paints red
and every pebble that soaks blood
it will be a season of vengeance
for each one us who dare to roam restless
even after scorched through lies and lies
and spirits continue to dream
for a sisterhood this ningol chak-kouba
* Poem written by Jayanta Oinam ( a regular contributor to e-pao.net) on 09/23/2009. The poet can be contacted at jayanta_oinam(at)rediffmail(dot)com . You can also check out his blog at Leitmotif
This poem was webcasted on February 05, 2010.
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