Sibu Dhakal
No sooner had she feltthe pelvic chill and the stainthan she was thrusted into the byre
and mured up thereinfollowed by rituals, thereafter,she could...
Babu Ram Shrestha ‘Yatri’
We are neither on the groundNor in the skyOr at workWe are busyJust hanging on wiresLike eyes rolling in the morningEvery...
Rajnimila
My presence in your scheduled life is A spark in the seamless dark, A hawk in a throng; Office and meetings of yours chew voraciously Lunch and dinner served...
Ganesh Khadka
With breast puffed with national song and eyes filled with remote dreamswhen everyone has departedmy country has been rendered forlornlike hapless elderly folks,...
Ganesh Ghimire
Long back,when truth was still livingwater happened to cross the limits of its conductby raising fishin the pond where stands Kathmandu today
At the...
Arjun Ghimire
Overdue are our ages gone;Our Recreational Age can’t postpone.For attaining it we can see;The Age of Impunity.
We’ve acted on/in the earth raptly;It looks...
Prakriti Shrestha
I put my right leg outsideThe door of my houseTo reach my destinationFrom the place where I was.
Usually, I didn’t go out;Alone I...
Jhamak Ghimire
Though you can boast of a hundred thousand offspringI have only one father.Baba! Have you forgotten me amid the hordes of your offspring?I...