Mahesh Acharya
I don’t knowWhich day and which nightShall be the last ones in lifeOur meetings can become the ultimate onesEven as we wrangle, claiming...
Bikash ThapaMother, innumerable dreams of mineWithered before I had sownMy green thoughts,But why?They were blazed before reaching the cremating place.Mother, should I enflameThis nation...
 Kushal DhitalThe place I was born inbecame my birthplaceand America, where I came to workturned out to be my workplace.It was my obligationto move...
Geeta PanthaThese days, peace holds a sit-in protest at Swayambhooand Buddha doesn’t open his eyes; no!Where is the country?A soiled shadow appears on the...
Lakshmi Mali
Grandfather calls you daughtermaternal uncle calls you elder sisterAnd my father calls you wifeand I call you motherMother, what is your name?
I went...
Gopal ‘Sikhar’ Regmi
Just the other day,you went past mea few people around mewere in terror and perplexity;you sneaked as a ghoulfrom near the corners...
Jagat Nabodit
With every moment of timethe robust Dharhara of our faith is crumbling;the flame of terroris spreading to the hapless village;in that case how...
Manish Lamichhane
a burn ofsorrowis better thanthat burn of lovethe pain of existenceis far nicerthan the painof the heart.
a silence ofthe truthechoes inthe streets ofthe...
Surendra Gautam
The Life-force broke the ice of centuries,
And enunciate:
"Oh, Earthlings!"
Why your existence has not yet withered?
Because I weigh up the existence of myself,
And be...
Yogesh Gyabak Tamang
Yesterday eveningTerribly drenched were tealeaves with snow,today also the day is cloudy;hiding in floating clouds,I can see the hills afar.
Early in the...
