Biography of Norden Lama
I am from a beautiful state of India, Sikkim. Romancing with nature is my hobby.I did my secondary schooling from
govt. sen. sec. school, mangan.graduation still remains.
passionated to writing from early age of 12, i have read very less.
my poems are to express the torments of unconditional love.a passage of worsen human behavior. i have dedicated my writings to explain and express the difficult feelings that remains just within self.
time has always changed my writings and so the positions i have been.yes, my writings are scrap... just a shit...i know that but i continue with what i love to do.yesteray my writings was my passion, today it keeps me alive.
i use the freedom of independent writing. please don't compare my poems because my poems are carzyyy.
And whatsoever if you arent the member of the site i use jus mail me if you have to comment or bully my poems any time on firstname.lastname@example.org
Norden Lama Poems
Tonight I Can Write....(Tribute To Pablo...
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. No one can stop this night from withering away, And I cannot stop my heart, mourning for the lost love. Grieving profoundly for the irreparable loss.
Words In Heart
I am growing old.... The worst I thought, is on. I fail to calibrate, because I fail to forget you. My youth is sink in hangover of your quiting on me.
Melancholy-An Intense Feeling Of Sadness...
This time I lose my every thing. My patience, my persistence Because I think, you were something,
My loneliness makes me helpless. Her memories haunt me. I lie on my bed, And something superimposes over me.
Torments Of Worsen Love
He has been rejected. murdered by avoidance, backstabbed by his lover called upon her new...
A Night Of Dilution Of Everything.
Last night, I took few pegs of hard vodka, At an old friends gathering. Under their continuous request. I wasn't actually willing.
Battle To Sleep
I close my eyes and try to sleep, But I don’t know why my eyes want to weep. With burden of pain in my heart, Someone explain me how to sleep.
Without you, who am I? Without you, I wish to die. Without you, I have no future, Without you, I’m an alien creature.
What happened to be my sweetest dream, A strawberry over an ice cream, Something like that, Is now an abortive story.
Think of someone whom you have departed. Let’s resume the day and the moment, Like, it’s taking place right now. And you are departing the person,
Every man is a hero Master of courage and hardship… Solo warrior, silence is his power He, I say, a fishing stick,
I Should Have...
I wish if I could go back to the very first time, When you looked into my eyes. I should’ve made some move that time, Should’ve avoided the mistake of meeting of our eyes.
U Can Never Understand
I have been noticing you from many days You’ve been hurting me You could, in all ways. I can feel the feelings sinking between us
A Single Mistake Was Illegal
I was gentle with her Like soil are to seeds Like wind are to flowers Like how dewdrops gently hung themselves
Every man is a hero
Master of courage and hardship…
Solo warrior, silence is his power
He, I say, a fishing stick,
For excavating boundaries…
And reaching for more.
He be reason,
For a much open and accepting family.
He access the journey of life