Bijoy Philip

Bijoy Philip Poems

1. The Night I Deamt.. 9/20/2005
2. A Murder 2/17/2008
3. Thandavam 5/2/2008
4. The Park 5/6/2008
5. A Game Of Words 5/18/2009
6. The Girl Who Liked To Dance In Empty Halls. 5/18/2009
7. Shadow Days 9/19/2010
8. Snapshots 8/15/2009
9. rambler 5/18/2009
10. The Dawn 5/6/2008
11. The Piano Man 11/30/2008
12. A Storm Is Coming 5/18/2009
13. Delusion 8/15/2009
14. The Rain Chaser 11/30/2008
15. Scar 5/18/2009
16. A Vision Of Fantastic Shapes 5/18/2009
17. The Soldier’s Journal 5/18/2009
18. Child Illiterate 5/18/2009
19. Floating... 9/5/2006
20. The Land 9/17/2005
21. The Things Growing In My Watch 1/30/2008
22. Dark Child Of Mine 5/18/2009
23. Forest Dream 8/15/2009
24. Difting Away... 9/17/2005
25. Rape- A Confession 8/4/2010

Comments about Bijoy Philip

  • Dhanya Vasudevan (8/15/2009 11:12:00 PM)

    ' :) best wishes to this budding poet...

    well well! ! That was so cliched... is this fellow budding? only now? he's already blooming... and if you ask him about it... he might even say he's already withering! !

    way to go bijoy..'. thus spake the cold mountain! !

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Best Poem of Bijoy Philip

Rape- A Confession

The dark weeds and lustful creepers
Scream something with their hairy mouths

And the spent juices of a stale desire
With broken sleep plagued by voices enclosing

Hundreds of them in a zombie like march
In the deserted ramparts of my mind

The sewers emptying their decayed water into the streets
And they squelching through them silently

The birds on the wrinkled twigs have their eyes missing
The butterflies had worms sprouting from their wings

As the frogs licked them off with their spiky tongues
The days and nights clouded with fumes ...

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The Night I Deamt..

I read a thosand lines of flaw less words,
beckoning to me like a night that yearns,
over and over I thought of them,
but failed to find the gem in them.

The night cried a sod to my heart,
with an eye so heavy my ears strained,
the birds in their nests twitterd bitterly,
warning me of a dream, I fear would see.

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