Herojit Philem

Rookie - 90 Points (10th Nov.1995 / Kangpokpi, Manipur, India)

Herojit Philem Poems

1. In The Broken Voice Of My Song 1/12/2012
2. Grief And Delight: The Life 1/12/2012
3. Loneliness 1/13/2012
4. Life And Its Journey 1/13/2012
5. Home He Went After Death 1/8/2012
6. Magical Rose 1/19/2012
7. Manipur's Farmers 1/23/2012
8. Moon (Five Words Poem) 1/30/2012
9. Reading Future (Five Words Poem) 1/30/2012
10. Valentine 2/13/2012
11. My Lost Ruby 2/13/2012
12. One Sided Love 7/22/2012
13. Waiting For You 10/2/2012
14. I Never Invite You- Broken Heart 10/3/2012
15. Mindset 10/6/2012
16. I'M A Crow 11/5/2012
17. Diwali Crakers Creaked In My Heart- Blasting Me Into Tears 11/16/2012
18. Cherubic Smiles (Etheree) 11/18/2012
19. Shadow 11/19/2012
20. Mistress Of My Verse 11/23/2012
21. Art Of Untold Love (Double Etheree) 11/27/2012
22. Sim Sala Bim- You Did The Real Magic 11/29/2012
23. Examination Phobia 11/29/2012
24. Suicide - In The Life Of Death Hero (Reason Why I Thought Of Dying) 11/29/2012
25. Innocent Pilgrim 12/1/2012
26. Photograph 12/2/2012
27. Love Bug Bitten Me, I'M Lovesick 12/6/2012
28. For The Sake Of Love 12/13/2012
29. Garbage Bin 12/14/2012
30. Winter Greetings To India 11/29/2012
31. Endless Loneliness 1/17/2013
32. Oh! Winter Breeze, Carry My Love For Her 1/25/2013
33. Fever For Ex-Wife 1/29/2013
34. Some Bastards In My Village 3/28/2013
35. You Have Found The Lost Me 8/15/2017
36. This Christmas, Two Stars Will Twinkle In Love 12/19/2012
37. I Can'T Forget Your Alluring Eyes 12/2/2012
38. My Little Rose 2/12/2012
39. Intoxicated Wind 1/14/2012
40. Jupiter- The Morning Star 9/29/2012
Best Poem of Herojit Philem

Nuclear Weapons

Great wars of the world
Made cities to dust
Many with empty bowl
Left in insane thirst.
Centuries from now
Weapons quilities were low
Still then cities Turned dust
Corpses as dried bamboo
Tainted the bloody river bank
Many wailed melanchonly.
Nuclear weapons being made now
World will turn to ashes
Better be peace among us.

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Life And Its Journey

Days steadily gone;
The sun hide somewhere
Night fall now- All slumber
But I meditate about life
Why there is joy and sorrow.
.
Each has born as child
In opulent or sabby family
But why opulent mock at sabby

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