TODAY -
Western slopes
Akham Bonbirdhwaja Singh *
The winds sweeping down the valley
Carrying the songs of the bullock carts
Hundreds of cart drivers
Experts in folklore
Singing a relay song,
sweet in country tune
Sounding like string songs
The whole night dark and cold
Navigated by the bullocks expert,
Songs of lovelorn they prefer
Like ants in procession,
Seemingly endless they are coming,
Sweet smells of grasses they carry,
Smells of the half burnt oaks
The edible herbs in their clothes bundle
Waiting to be endeared by ladies at home
Didn't forgot acorns the children's delight
The carts came down the western slope,
The unbridled creeks of the cart,
rhyming the songs so sweet.
* Poem written by Akham Bonbirdhwaja Singh for The Sangai Express
This poem was webcasted on 15 July 2020.
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