The Enigma of the Scopolamine Morning in the Orchid Hotel, Umiam

In the morning's light, as the sun rises high,
I woke up, next to a stranger, in the Orchid Hotel, in Umiam.
The memories of the night before, a blur, a haze,
I don't recall, how I got here, in this bed, in this place.

From Nongpoh, my village, I came,
My car, broken down, at Lad Umroi, I did remain.
I walked to the Orchid Restaurant, for a peck of gin and a cocktail,
But after that, my memory, did unravel.

I asked a matchstick, from a stranger in the dark,
In the parking lot, I stood, I did embark.
She gave me a cigarette, instead of a light,
And after that, my memory, took flight.

Thirty minutes passed, the stranger woke up,
She looked like a wife, of a politician, all grown up.
She told me, we should meet often, she loved to sleep with me,
But I don't recall, what she said, I couldn't see.

She told me, the cigarette, she gave me last night,
Was mixed with scopolamine, brought from Amsterdam, delight.
I was shocked, I was under her spell, after that cigarette,
Now I wanted to leave, to forget, to forget.

She gave me ten thousand rupees, not to tell anyone,
About the night before, the incident that had begun.
I left the hotel room, I ran, to Lad Umroi,
To fix my car, my friend came, to help me through.

We went to a casino, in Khanapara, I bet all my money,
And got fifteen lakhs, but was asked to leave, for being so funny.
I gave half of my profit, to my friend who took me there,
He asked me, how I did it, share some tricks, if you dare.

All I did was mathematics, and scrodigger cat calculation,
Which worked well, with my luck, with my imagination.
I got down in Nongpoh, I confessed to a priest,
He told me, I committed a sin, of gambling, an dishonest feat.

I must donate to my church, for the gods' lavish residency,
And gave him my tithe money, for my lifetime subscription and cemetery.
After that, they elected me, as an elder of my church,
I am a holy gambler now, a religious perch.

I will bet more money, I will visit my holy cities,
Jerusalem and Vatican City, for my spiritual whimsies.
With literature from around the world, I will draw my verse.
A poem, from an existential crisis , immersed.

And as I wander through the holy lands,
I ponder on the meaning of life, with open hands.
Is it to serve the gods, to live a righteous life?
Or is it to find oneself, to cut through all the strife?

The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XV, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

So, don't hesitate and get a copy today from one of the many online bookstores.

Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Thank you

About this poem

The poem is a piece that reflects on the journey of a man who wakes up next to a stranger in the Orchid Hotel, Umiam. He doesn't remember how he ended up there and is shocked to learn that the stranger gave him a cigarette mixed with scopolamine. He then goes on a journey of self-discovery, including gambling, confessing to a priest, and being elected as an elder of his church. The author, reflects on the meaning of life, questioning the idea of serving gods and living a righteous life. suggest the purpose of life is to find oneself and overcome strife. 

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Written on April 09, 2020

Submitted by Mawphniang.Napoleon on February 09, 2023

Modified on March 05, 2023

3:07 min read

Quick analysis:

Closest metre Iambic octameter
Characters 2,937
Words 620
Stanzas 14
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 1, 1, 3

Mawphniang Napoleon

Mawphniang is a person who is always striving to live life to the fullest. He is someone who is always open to new ideas and ways of living and is unafraid to take risks in order to explore the unknown. He is passionate about life and is always looking for ways to make use of his time and energy. He has an inquisitive nature, and is always looking for answers to life's mysteries and questions. Though Mawphniang does not pretend to have all the answers, he is determined to taste life and live a simple life, without overcomplicating things. He's a person who appreciates the small moments and cherishes the little things in life. He enjoys spending time in nature, exploring the world, and connecting with people. He is a person who is always up for a new adventure and never stops learning. He is on a daily journey of self-discovery, trying to make sense of the world and his place in it. more…

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