By Sushant Thapa
Reading poetry alone besidea newspaper pasted sullied deadon the wall of my old room,I grow the memoriesfrom the pages of poetry anew.I...
By Pradeep Gyawali
Like the wild grass hanging down the cragDroop the melancholic lashes over the ground.Like the shame-plant flinching in the gardenFolded inward is...
By JN Dahal
Oh man, stop! Please stop lying. You said you are only ONE!But that does not have any meaning. You referred to a meaningless termAnd made...
By Prollas Sindhuliya
Clasping her residual miseries Together with her kidsThere stands with meA woman.
I am not one of her kinsmen from mother’s sideNor a relative...
