Lyrics of Life
Poetry is untranslatable, like the whole art.
1 मई 2010
I Don't Wield Weapons:
I Don't Wield Weapons:
Mother
When I came out of your
womb no sword was gifted
nor gun
nor bomb;
you endowed me only a life.
Now
should I protest in regret
Condemning you
Pulling you out of the
grave!
--- Thoudam Netrajit Singh
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