Shreema Ningombam

Rookie (Manipur, India)

Lost Scent - Poem by Shreema Ningombam

Tonight my bound hair
Has fallen astray in this prison
The scent of chenghi in my tresses
Has vanished among the stink of the wolves

The lost scent of my tresses
Torments me
The indelible marks of paws
On my bosom haunt me
In my dream-like-life
Oh my tresses, my comrades
For many a seasons
Somebody cut it this day
It is beyond my endurance
The remnants of stench
In my tresses; in my body

Ema, please cut my hair!
Ema, please peel my skin!

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  • (12/27/2011 8:15:00 AM)

    its not only a poem, its not only a simple poem of a poet, it a real story about the Manipur (India) , a desert among the forest, its about a never ending story........ i would like to thank to the poet for writing such a burning poem......... waiting more n more.... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010

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