Lenin Meitei Thingujam (Imphal, Manipur)
Am I standing still on a moving train?
`Cause I see things passing me by before my eyes
Let me take a moment
I want to savour these dried roses
Should I wait for the next moment?
`Cause “This too shall pass”, the Sufis said
Let me wait a moment
The grass does look greener in the future
Caught between yesterday and tomorrow
I feel like a rubber band
Stretched beyond recognition-
A bridge between who I was and will be
I am well-rounded
How I am not supposed to roll?
Set me free, Oh Lord!
I want to be reborn everyday
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