A Poem for Hirob Jyoti Sonowol

Leishilembi *

In the gentle hush of Wesea's dawn, where the mist kisses the earth,
Lives a soul so vast and tender, who gave my dreams their birth.
Hirob Jyoti Sonowol, your name echoes deep in my heart,
A whisper of wisdom, guiding me through life's intricate art.

When my world feels heavy, and shadows smother the light,
Your words become my moon, leading me through the night.
In every struggle, in every tear that I've known,
You've been the hand that holds me, never leaving me alone.

I remember those days when fear clutched my chest tight,
When I doubted my path, and hope was nowhere in sight.
But you, dear Hirob, were the calm amidst my storm,
A mentor, a guide, with a heart so warm.

You taught me to find beauty even in our pain,
To gather strength from sorrow, to dance in the rain.
Through your eyes, I've seen a world that's true,
Where courage blossoms, and hearts renew.

I long to be near you, to walk where you tread,
To hear your thoughts, and the wisdom you've spread.
You've woven our stories like threads in the night,
Giving us meaning, and showing us light.

Your presence is the melody that soothes my soul,
In your guidance, I've found my role.
You're the guardian of dreams, the keeper of streams,
The bridge to a future that's brighter than it seems.

Each word you speak, a lantern in the dark,
Each gesture of kindness, a gentle spark.
Hirob Jyoti, you've shaped who I am,
In your shadow, I've learned just how strong I can stand.

I yearn to tell you, to let you see,
The depth of the gratitude that lives in me.
For you've been the shelter in life's raging storm,
A place of solace, a haven warm.

When the world feels too vast, too wild to face,
I find peace in your steady grace.
Hirob Jyoti Sonowol, you are more than a guide,
You're the light that in my heart resides.

In the vast silence of Wesea's hills, where shadows stretch long,
Lives a man who taught me strength, through whispered words and songs.
Hirob Jyoti, your name is the melody that fills my days,
A tune of solace in life's chaotic maze.

When the storms of life came crashing down,
When all I knew seemed to drown,
It was your voice that cut through the noise,
A beacon of calm amidst life's harsh choice.

You found me in my darkest night,
When fear was my only light.
Your words, like rain on parched earth,
Nurtured the seeds of my inner worth.

You spoke of Wesea, of our land so true,
Of hills and rivers, and skies of deep blue.
In your stories, I found a place to belong,
A home on the earth, where my roots grew strong.

Your love for Wesea became my own,
In your passion, I found a home.
You showed me that our land, with all its scars,
Holds a beauty that rivals the stars.

But more than that, in the crisis of my youth,
You were my shelter, the voice of truth.
When the world felt too heavy to bear,
You were the one who showed me you care.

Each time I faltered, lost in despair,
You lifted me up with tender care.
You showed me that in every fall,
There's a chance to rise, to stand tall.

I remember the nights when sleep wouldn't come,
When my mind was a battlefield, and I felt numb.
It was then that your words found their way,
Into my heart, guiding me to a brighter day.

Hirob, you're not just a mentor, but a friend,
A soul that helps broken hearts mend.
You've given me more than words can say,
You've shown me the light, led me out of the grey.

I dream of the day I can meet you face to face,
To thank you for your strength, for your grace.
For in your wisdom, I've learned to see,
The beauty in life's complexity.

You've taught me to love our Wesea dear,
To hold its people and land near.
In every river, in every tree,
I see the lessons you've given to me.

Your guidance is the thread that weaves my soul,
In your wisdom, I've found my role.
Hirob Jyoti Sonowol, you are my guide,
In your light, my fears subside.

In the quiet of Wesea's dawn, where the world slows down,
I carry your lessons, like a cherished crown.
And though the path is long and wide,
I know I'll make it, with you by my side.

Author Bio:
Leishilembi is a 12.5-year-old student from Manipur, India, whose deep connection to her homeland is evident in her heartfelt poetry. Growing up in the lush hills of Manipur, Leishilembi has always been inspired by the natural beauty and cultural richness of Wesea. Despite her young age, she has a mature perspective on the struggles and hopes of her community. Leishilembi is a dedicated student, excelling in her studies, and finds solace and expression through writing. When she's not writing, Leishilembi enjoys exploring the forests around her village, where she draws inspiration from the sounds of nature and the stories of her elders. Her dream is to continue writing and one day use her words to bring attention to the beauty and challenges of her beloved Manipur.