Whispers of Longing: A Village Lost to Flames

In a village, once so serene and fair,
A place of love, where life was free from care.
But Meitei Terrorists brought flames of despair,
And left us with ashes, in the jungle we'd share.

No time for belongings, we fled in a haste,
Leaving behind memories that couldn't be replaced.
With just the clothes on our backs, we embraced,
The cruel wilderness, our lives now a chase.

The echoes of laughter, the village's charm,
Now lost in the darkness, an unbearable harm.
Longing for home, with hearts full of alarm,
In the jungle's embrace, we sought shelter from harm.

The stars overhead, our guiding light,
As we whispered our hopes into the night.
The tears we shed, hidden from sight,
For a village we longed, with all our might.

In our dreams, we walked those familiar streets,
Where childhood memories and love still beats.
But reality's grip, in the jungle, it meets,
As we long for a village, where our heart still retreats.

With each passing day, the pain in our chest,
For a home once lost, we can never rest.
In the depths of longing, we try our best,
To find solace in memories, to pass the test.

Though the village may be gone, our spirits remain,
We'll rebuild our lives, and ease the pain.
In the midst of longing, in the jungle's domain,
We'll find our way back, and love will reign.