The Day You Visit Me Gently


The day you visit me gently
That day I will be buried under the ground
A small group of people will bid me goodbye
You too will be with them
Simultaneously, I will lose
The lost childhood-youth-the days of my life
After you came
My aged mother will remember me on the narrow lanes
Of the fields and on the silent river banks-

Talk about me with her relatives-
‘I reared him amidst the fields-
May be that’s why he loved the fields of corn
The village bihutolee will also feel his absence and usher
In emptiness
He will never sing the Oinitoms in secret…..’
You can come here any time you wish
Only I will not be able to witness the beautiful earth
The blacks clouds of Shrawon
The green fields of October
The silner clouds of trees in the western sky
The droplets of rain falling from rooftops
The seasons pictures woman by the dew and frost on my
Favourite winters midnight
Any day it may be you are nearing me
Day by day, slowly and gently
Our birth is for you or you are for our birth
Hay that day in my lethargy
Come not to me cold and vindictive
But come to me gently
Falling like manna dew from the heavens.



About the author: He is a professor of D.C.B. Girls' College, Jorhat, Assam. He is the Ex-GS, Mising Agom Kebang and Editor of AJON, a bimonthly Mising-Assamese-English magazine.[Read More]
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