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Mayyu Hamim

Rohang Poet & Writer


"It is totally hard for me to describe my life in any way since I am a weak refugee who is still denied justice."

I desire to live my life On the lap of my birthplace Camp isn't my haunt; I feel suffocated and bored, Exhausted and agonized nook and cranny of the camp. No more confined life; No more REFUGEE life.

© Mayyu Hamim



The weather's rain The rain's liquid These droplets are my search for you. The inquiries on the rain The potential of the real solution Potential and negligence Nobody but you. It beats me a bit Whether it will be rain Till my last breath. But it's optimistic, These drops on the grass, Sparkling like diamonds shine, Appear just like you As it's my heart's search for you. ** The first stanza inspired by Jubin Nautiyal's song, therefore, I've given it an additional try to prolong it. © Mayyu Hamim



Music is a healing therapy, That soothes my dried heart When it's rhythmic intonations A melodious voice runs through. Once I feel blue, disheartened, Carry a heavy heart as the caged; Like the featherless birds in prison, It makes me sing for a new morn. I've been dying for the native cage, Like a satisfying solace in my soul, A glimmer of hope I'm calmed down And makes me optimistic and bold. © Mayyu Hamim


"Never underestimate yourself and never misplace at any time, though it's the hardest one. You have your own creativity and intellectuality to soar like a feathered friend." Mayyu Hamim



(TWEETKU POEM) Tranquil and imaginary fog Healing my heartache Under the ancient bridge © Mayyu Hamim


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