Thokchom Imosana
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HER MONA LISA'S SMILEA Poem by Thokchom ImosanaHER MONALISA'S SMILE ONCE l met a lady in her rosy blouses, wielded with the Alphonso mango bosoms underneath her pinkish saree. She was achingly .. |
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MY RED ROSEA Poem by Thokchom ImosanaThe spark in the wilderness, the delight in the woeful heart |
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THE POETRY THAT HAS BLOOMED IN THE DOO-DOO HOUSE O..A Poem by Thokchom ImosanaThe individual conflict between the occidental and occidental cultures |
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JOY AND SORROWA Poem by Thokchom ImosanaJoy adds the flavour of life |
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THE GREATEST DELIGHTA Poem by Thokchom Imosanahow much a new poet loves to get a recognition or an appreciation |
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IN THE LITTLE WASHROOMA Poem by Thokchom ImosanaSweet shortest moment |
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MY PRADESHA Poem by Thokchom ImosanaThe pristine beauty of the tiny state Manipur,to the extreme east of India but is affected by the political instability |
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A RHAPSODY ON THE 69 INDEPENDENCE DAYA Poem by Thokchom ImosanaThe ironical meaning of freedom |
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WHO'RE THEY TO ME?A Poem by Thokchom ImosanaMistrusts and hatred |
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ON THE SQUARE TABLEA Poem by Thokchom ImosanaThe awkwardness in most official bodies |
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