Bhim Dahal
The memories of our tripto the Maibeni Fairin an inaccessible crowd –you, tying me to the fringe of your chador,appear at your backdoor,like...
Surendra Gautam
Dukhiram was brooding over his being. His ill thoughts were bargaining with his existence. He felt sluggish with the burden of dissatisfactions. The...
Som Nath Ghimire Old Travelers
What happens to old travelers?--When the restless suns cast a dark spellWhen mornings flood with dead rivers!Visions blackenAnd Hills, woods, pines...
Prabesh Chapagain
Breathless, in a sea of meaninglessness, you and IOh! How hard we try?To defy gravity!Carrying everywhere a head-full of experience in a suitcase,We...
Rajeshwar Karki
When the day waned into a dark night –they came to that antique villageand farmed thoughts
The villages ranafter the incoming thought
The day broke...
