I whispered underneath my breath
a thought collided with my soul,
No place to call my own
My mind was struck by a lonely refrain,
no home to ease my pain
Laughters echoes fade with time, months
since i have shared a smile with parents dear.
A whispered truth, I dare not say
With age and pride, my conscious mind tells me
to be strong But in silence my heart sings
a different song
Yet, memories of love , of pain and loss and tears
Echoes of trauma, lingering in my head
A constant reminder of the life that has been shed
Do I dare return, to that haunted ground?
Where shadow of sorrows forever holds their space
Where love and laughter, were silenced and still?
Can i find solace, in the land that took it all?
Thingkho Le Malcha (TLM) is a traditional method of communication used to send out messages across the Kuki hills during the Anglo-Kuki War,1917-1919... more
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