Biography of Thoithoi Tongbram
A thinker, an observer who finds immense joy in psychological analysis and interpretation.
Thoithoi Tongbram Poems
We Will Meet Again
You never failed to amaze me. Everytime you said something to me. And every now and then I keep thinking about you. I don't know what's so special in you.
An Empty Wallet
My forever hungry wallet. It's just impossible to have you satiated. Let alone keep your stomach full. The notes and coins in your pockets,
Just Hit It Again
Music gets you there. You won't have a clue, where. Plug-in to the world of music. Sing and tap as you muse it.
I Love You
Love! Oh, this love! There can be sunny days. There can be rainy days. Just that one smile can set me
All Or Nothing
Can't believe this. The best of you Is still in my thoughts As I write for
All I Can Understand
I love this weather I love this wind And I am loving you
A Millionaire's First Love
Yes, I am a millionaire. Yes, I do anything, I dare. I fight, I drink, I drive No one stands in my way, I bribe.
A Stranger I Hardly Understand
How I love to hear the leaves Rustle as the spring wind weaves And winds through the city In all its silent beauty.
Rest In Peace, Bajihan
You were the guardian; You were the elder; In our family, in our world. But in your sad and sudden demise,
Within You Naini(tal)
Soft music tunes my ears. Chilly air breezes past my hair. With the warm shine everywhere And clouds above without a care.
What Do I Do
What do I do When you have gIven me So much to remember, So little to forget.
See You Again
I’ve wrecked my head for tomorrow. It’s clear yet I still don’t know. Just see you and go, Or if possible, ‘we’ could go.
Your Heart's Solace
I wondered for days and night. I doubted if I'll ever win this fight, For facing the odds against me Was the only way to you for me.
Don't Let Go
Don’t let go.... Till I come back. I don’t want you gone. When I turn back for you,
Only If It's Meant To Be
I'll take back the memories I gave you,
For those are times only for me n you.
But me alone
And you gone;
Doesn’t fit well with those good times;
And so does your childish whims.
To make whatever was wrong, fine again,
I'll have to let you go.
And I'll walk myself in the rain,