TODAY -
Cry Mother Cry
Randhir Thiyam *
Cry Mother cry
not soft, not hidden
let it echo across the hills,
through the smoke of burnt homes,
over the silent loktak water.
Your sons
they crown themselves kings
with borrowed pride,
thrones built on ash.
Brave?
Ask the wind
it carries whispers of knives
turned inward.
They dont build
they bruise.
They dont stand
they circle,
like crabs in a bamboo basket,
pulling every rising hand
back into the mud.
Brother against brother,
name against name
the fire doesnt ask
who started it.
Cry Mother cry
cry loud enough
to shake their hollow crowns.
Because your soil remembers
what your sons forget.
Cry, Mother Manipur cry
not in silence this time,
not soft, not hidden.
* Poem written by Randhir Thiyam for The Sangai Express
This poem was webcasted on 18 June 2026 .
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