Biography of Herojit Philem
Herojit Philem alias Hero was born to Philem Nanda Singh and Philem Sarojini Chanu, on 10th Nov.1995. In Manipur, a state in North Eastern of India. There are many unspoken words, untold pains, unnarrated stories of how he began writing poetry.
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I wrote express
As I sat alone
A voice inside me
Cried in pain.
When I can't bear
I wrote it.
But they were
I write not to impress someone, but to express myself. ~ Herojit Philem
Between the poetic lines dwells my heart, so without poem how can I live. ~ Herojit Philem
Herojit Philem Poems
Great wars of the world Made cities to dust Many with empty bowl Left in insane thirst.
My Mistress When She Dance
My mistress when she dance Glancing from among the audience Stayed I woefully thinking of time past; Singer sings for the dance as I cast
Last Words For You
Our soul will never entwine albeit we study in same college we did no talk and I don't dare to ask
My Love Bird
Oh! My love bird Here, I stand with an empty bag, Oh! My love bird, sing Empty bag be fill with love song.
Grandma Chosen A Knife
In old wrinkled leather Hip bends perpendicular With third leg, no slipper. Hair almost all lose
A Poor Poet
Some words to jot Of joy and happiness In my smiling heart, I have.
Tale Of College Days
Clad in azure shirt black skirt, socks and shoes In the college, yeap! I saw her first time
Two Gods Of Life
What believe in life we shall keep? To left, to right- two Gods pull Sometimes, in the left we weep In the midst of two, with scull
Lips are but soft petals Tainted with lipstick. My heart butterfly Flutters crazily
Pain Of Curse Words
Pain has gone; But remain scar. Curse words; when I'm alone Are flowing with tears
Days steadidy gone The sun hid somewhere Night fell now- Fear and doubt, soon arose.
When the breeze bounces away, from my nude arm The thrill of touching, by your hand
Velediction(Dedicated To My Red Lady)
Anguish not in eyes, but in heart; Anguish of being departing. Oh! This moment brings hurt, In heart and it's slowly growing
Dragonfly And Humming Bird Had A Flight ...
Zigzag zingily zooms the Dragonfly With net like wing wiggling willy-nilly In whirlling thrilling wind the wally Dragonfly wag Wee jet joggle jiggle with jocund in azure horizon-
Home He Went After Death
Home he went after death
Where none goes alive;
With laughter and joy, he went
Leaving us the mourning.
None taken as he went-
The shroud we presented,
But left us a footprint
Yes, a footprint for us to follow.