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CATEGORY

Poetry

Samadhi of Kalpabrikha

Krishna Prasai How could I come to term with youwhen you, with Dushashan blowsare nourishing the town by oppressing the countrybeheading the tender hearts of...

Mona Lisa and March 8

Umesh AkinchanO Queen of Beauty!Crammed for centuriesin a photo framehow long shall you awaitthe arrival of sun and rain!I want to gift youa birdflying...

Democracy: Three Inner Pictures

Abhi Subedi Street Sometimes I wriggle, tickled by crowds,Sometimes I climb up to your doorstepsTo beg for alms for the martyrs,And there you put it in...

Wounds of the Heart

Krishna Bhushan Bal Which wind blew me off? I am floating on water like a turf.Which swift flood carried me off? I am hurled, looking...

The Mountain in the Puddle

Manjul Seeing you lie in such a small puddle,I feel pity on you;you should rather have lainall over the grandeur of the sky.Seeing you bow...

Dust

Naba Sapkota Dust!Yes, Dust!!Dust, doomed to be stepped upon, crushed and bleared.This dust,doomed to bear other's feet and wears, ever!This dust –paltry at looks! Without...

The Snakes do not Listen to Songs

Shailendra Sakar No matter how much you scream in agonyStanding against God on the streetOr, in the ecstasy of happinessSing songs in admiration of life,It...

Definition

Bhuwan Dhungana On a smallrectangular mat,I am searching for the map of the countrysomewhere, seeking a definition.Life too is an art;I have mastered the art...

BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE

Shishir Sharma I behave simpleAnd look innocentI speak less butI have noticed all. I try to ignore all butIt does not mean i donot understandI have...

The Treasured Cave

Shashi Sharma While I was walkingIn the roadfull of the forestI found a cave . The cave was too much darkthen I opened my mobile torch...

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