Hem Bishwakarma
For you said so—I am yet quiet as a roadSay nothing if youWalk along—Swirling the dust of memoryI hold my tongue!Undoubtedly, I should...
Yogen Guragain
As a child,I learnt of death’s existenceOnly when my grandfather fell sick one winterHe stayed bedridden for weeks with feverI would hang around...
Kuma Raj Subedi
Since long clear and pureWater from the Himalayas have vanished,Law and order are breached,Peace has become obscure,People are panicking,Pandemic has torn families...
Himal LimbuMy half written essay was on the shelfBlotted lines and a crosscut love letterWere smudged like dirty dish or delphThence, themes literally did...