The Laiphadibi
Leishemba Loushambam *
"Play the dolls
But put it back to lubak"
God Forbid;
She would but cry in fear ;
And forsakenes at the foot of Lufas
As She was lone in the deadliest night.
When Darkness came,
To darkens the darkest night.
As if to lord it over
How much of a hypocrite he was!
'Ttempt doing so
Before the sun rest,
Before the sun set.
'ight I was,
At a side of dukanmacha it was,
All Sloppy and clutter;
Where I and mate found
A weary Laphadibi,
Pittiness that we endowed
As some craftsman had woven deftly
A Lady's emotion with pointed needles;
Yet her countenance was full of discontentment
As if one had imbued all her sorrow onto her,
If that was the case, I contrite.
On the face of that Laiphadibi,
All we can observe,
Was a fairlady
Who had a twist in her act
To an an from a pro
It must've been that sorrowful Lady
Slandering it with dirt,
For her selfish end.
How smart aleck we were,
For we took her to our play-place
Make her the Lai of the day
Just as we saw from khul's Haraoba
We devoted our Singjus to her,
Prayed to her , Flowers were presented,
And when darkness began to capture the day,
We decided to keep her
At the foot of Lufas,
As li'l ambiguous minds of ours,
Repelled us to do so.
The other day, we searched for her,
Yet She had gone,
When rays of truth shone.
I still bear two fears to date
Did darkness win his battle?
Did my childness naivety lose his paddle?
* Poem written by Leishemba Loushambam for e-pao.net
The writer can be contacted at leishembaloushambam6(AT)gmail(DOT)com
This poem was webcasted on 27 March 2025 .
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