Biography of Anirox Zorina
Anirox Zorina, birth name Zorinpuia Khiangte was the son of a veterinary doctor Dr. K. Zodingliana, and housewife B. Lalawmpuii. His father died saving his life drowning in a river when he was 12. His high school days were spent in a Church school where he was influenced by John Keats' romantic poems. He being a bit of a musician got his poems to be poor in different laws of poetry, but still being lyrical and rhymed. He is now in a christian college studying English literature for further improvement in his literary works.
Anirox Zorina Poems
When that which is heard, pounds our heart, When that which is seen, makes us keen, When that which is felt, makes us melt.
I Am Not Alone
As I walk the streets tonight, With no one there by my side, I have fears, full of doubt, Choked with tears I cry out.
Out Of My Love
The way I touch your body, it's like i've never felt a soul before. The way I touch your lips, they shiver as you say 'Hello'. The way that you touch me, it's like i've never been touched before in my life!
Minnow In The Sea
Groomed a rose, with a hose, Must've plucked it far too early. Just a scent, was what I sensed, Must’ve pierced the thorn left me gory.
For Whom It's Meant
Scorned and unsanctioned, My trials gone frustrated. Thrown and abandoned, My failures again discarded.
Control From Uncontrolled
Are you to blame for thy uncontrolled? With no strength nor power have you hold, Like a stone on a hill you were rolled. With no choice from your soul you were sold;
We feel the boredom of childhood life, Feeling the pain of today, we may; Where we must fight with all our might, To survive and live a long gainful day.
It seems like fifty hours a day for me, It feels like a hundred days a week for me, I feel so lonely without you here, I'm so alone.
To Paint My Heart
My eyes have never seen, A more like-heaven'd star before, But the more I lean, The more your heaven'd figure soar.
Mimic For Love
I stay alive, hoping you will change your mind, Won't stray aside, hoping all my change you'll find. The life of a bluff, I puff Up through all the rough.
To Paint My Heart
My eyes have never seen,
A more like-heaven'd star before,
But the more I lean,
The more your heaven'd figure soar.
The enclosed moon also fade,
But would spring in a span,
And re-live the beauty it had made.
But this dancing harlequin when I fade,