Prabesh Chapagain
Red, the angry MarsLooks down upon meAs I drag this eternal load-Of being!
Grey, this humanly existenceOh! How grew is this humanly existenceEach moment,...
Baburam Shrestha Yatri
Like a swarm of antsIn linesCarrying indomitable couragefree walking stepsDon't askWhere are you going?As majorities are in crisisIn the same way,In wide...
Bakhat Bahadur Thapa
"Go to Kathmandu and seek treatment from your own government there," the villagers said to the injured Maoist soldier Chandan. Listening...
Mahesh Paudyal
How are journeying and writing related? What is their classical or aesthetic connection? Perhaps, Bhisma Upreti has an answer:
When I had finished writing...
Monalisa Parida
Shafts of curtains of coloured lightsSeen on visible lighted nightsIn the night sky for north we trodWhere lights of love show the powers...
Manika Sharma
The area.Forbidden by the dignifiedButSurvived by the dignified.The lover,The daring soulWas there to take his love backBack to the respectful placeTo his homeTo...
Kuma Raj Subedi
Sun like bindi when you wear,Smear lips with colors of dawn,Swirling hairs like blue-sea tidesEnter my red tender heart;
Velvet like soft skinned...
