Manipur’s Bleeding Heart

Bloodstains mark the soil of Manipur,
Violence reigns in its wake,
Tears fall from mothers’ eyes,
As loved ones perish in hate.

Guns echo through the hills,
Silencing peaceful thrills,
Broken dreams and shattered hopes,
Haunt the hearts of Manipur’s folks.

Anger simmers in veins,
Despair grips every train,
Youth stand against oppression,
Demanding justice’s reflection.

Peace must return to these lands,
End the cycle of strife,
Healing begins with understanding,
Love conquers hate’s vice-like grip.

May the wounded find solace,
May the lost be rediscovered grace,
May Manipur rise again,
Stronger than before.


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