Sinking boat

In the land of Kangleipak...No servant all are Lord... Drowning the culture of foreign...Everybody learnt the culture

ByPuyam Achou khumancha

Updated 8 Nov 2020, 10:51 am

Representational Image (PHOTO: Pixabay)
Representational Image (PHOTO: Pixabay)

 

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At the night of darkness
None see even a light,
With gusty wind blows
Thunder with cyclonic storms
Sailing my boat without destination.

In the land of Kangleipak
No servant all are Lord
Drowning the culture of foreign
Everybody learnt the culture
Tearing my boats sails on Kangleipak.

Climb up the hills
Go down into the lake
A lady with tired face
Not known  her meaningful face
No worried the man,Nature of the Lady.

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Suddenly Tsunamis comes haziness
Upset sailing boat into depth  sea,
Instantly  foreign ships rushed
In the core city
Overwhelmed  by foreigner.

Slower slower my boat sank
Perhaps no leader to guide
Certainly my boat will sink down;
At the darkness of night
No see my boat
Aloud! aloud! Boat sank! Boat sank.

 

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