Rajmoi Phukan

Rajmoi Phukan Poems

Do I know to play the guitar?
No sir, no sir, I do not,
But I don't think that as a scar
'Cause I play the chords of the thought.

Like the soothing sound of the piano
Music grows in me,
But I don't intend to play it though
For I play poetry.

I've seen the world, through your eyes
And my soul cries because of your lies.
But it matters not, for the world to see
How much you mean to me.

Oh love, you act like you care for me not
But one day, you will be devoured by the thought:
That, like the cherry blossoms in winter
The leaves of my skin, will fade away like litter.

This town was clad in snow, as I came in a car.
Amidst the mountains, amidst the snow
There I lie: barren, among the lads though.
But this journey was peaceful- by so far.

In this night of star gazing
I see no star.
For in a star, I see myself living
A life from here, afar.

For her, I write in blood, and rhyme this verse
In this madhouse of a city, in a drunken farce.
Her beautiful eyes, her lustful smile
Is what I wish to see in this lifetime, for a while.

Far across the land I lay,
I see a black bird, flying in the sky.
Distant to the moon, 'cause its neither night or day,
The bird keeps flying, as the horses feed on the hay.

I write this ballad
with rage in my heart,
for you— you're the lantern of my heart.

This world that I walk through— is fire,
Where man lives in land, which became mire.
But in this world, lives a lady
Who makes the land full of gold, and me full of desire.

Every night in my dreams,
I see you, for all of its might.
In this vastness of the streams,
There is only rage in this night.

Death came up to me
And gave me- a stinging pain.
He asked me a question-
'Why are the fetters of prisoner are still in chain? '

Oh love, please forgive me,
if I have sinned.
I write these lines with sadness
in my heart.

Sitting beside the fire,
I write this poem
with a stone in my heart.
I put some rum

Usually, the nights are young and hasty, like a maiden,
She carries the stars and the moon, without any laden.
But this night is cold, like an evil witch:
Unladen with a mistful fog— is the reason for which.

I see you in the air
As I listen to the songs in tune,
I see you in this night sky
In this month of june.

Teardrops fall down as rain
Keeping me subtle in this universe.

I see the mirror, and ask myself:

I look up at the sky, at night
And see a bright star- (the Venus)
For he is the morning star, what a sight!

Had I known, what heaven looks like,
I would have taken my chariot, and ride you there.
The devils won't dare me to strike,
For the gods have given me- my part to share.

Do not be afraid of me, o-love!
For when the night is dark-
And the moon illuminates above,
I fight the demons for you, that lurk.

Rajmoi Phukan Biography

Rajmoi hails from Jorhat, Assam, India. Graduating as an engineer, he launched himself to an endless quest of poetry. Rajmoi is a young and ebullient poet, who has his own vision to see the surrounding. What differentiates him as a poet is the way he developed poetry inside him. His poems mostly cover the topics of love, death and erotica.)

The Best Poem Of Rajmoi Phukan

I Write Like A Guitar

Do I know to play the guitar?
No sir, no sir, I do not,
But I don't think that as a scar
'Cause I play the chords of the thought.
Where my pen is a guitar string
Writing the melodies of it's own,
Composing songs like the season of spring
For my love to be shown.
So, the lady who couldn't see my worth
I bring forth in this poem, my wrath.

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Rajmoi Phukan Quotes

Fiction is what makes life bearable, everything else is just chaos.

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