TODAY -
The fortunate unborn
Soibam Haripriya *
The dusty roads
Had a strange wail
of a voice softly crying
Ema ei ekangda eraknare
I traced the haunting voice
to a soul in dreamless sleep
drinking a warm fluid
of visions and wakefulness
Once a seed of nothingness
waiting to awake
Now sucked out of its cocoon
to a miniscule realm of earthenpot
the realm of the fortunate unborn
* Poem written by Soibam Haripriya . You can check more on her blog This poem was webcasted on September 30, 2009.
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