Lenin Meitei Thingujam Poems

You rein in my wings,
And try to tame me.
“But what about my fiery breath? ” I ask you.
You smile and tell me you are a phoenix.
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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
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I may be a Boho,
But I do save for a teary day.
See this piggy bank?
It holds your words-in-eclipse,
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All day long, I`ve been studying signs;
But still I can`t find my way back home;
And the compass mocks me,
With its hand pointing north.
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When I was small,
I was not so tall.
Used to go with mama dear,
To the park with my teddy bear.
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Inch by inch I will move,
But move I will, nonetheless,
And not settle into
An algal crown.
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Are you supposed to tell a story?
Or are you a mane of words in a messy head?
Are you an onion high on ethos?
Or are you just skin-deep like a beauty queen?
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I want to carve your name in the sky,

And sing it to the tune of the whistling winds.
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All these years,

I could never unlock your riddles-
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The winds shake my bones.
This life is in sepia tones.
I wake up and shrug off the cobweb.
I wish someone would pick up the tab.
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