Bhisma UpretiAir hastens in blowingWater in flowingThe youths in picking a dreamAnd yet, to cherish another of such dreams.Change hastens away to transform itselfPeople...
Gopal Parajuli
Let none of my friendsmy well-wishersand my relativesstandon a stormy path;let no one who loves the worldstand on that wayrather, they might...
Bijaya Bajimaya
A storm is rising in the mindit is difficult to row the boat— calm/—carefree/—fixedit is difficult to give time a paceThe more I...
Kunta Sharma
I am an insignificant dropin the raging ocean of creationlet me disappear like a beautiful bubblein her ripples and wavesor let me disappear...
Toya Gurung
DeepTerraces down the hill,A couple of shapely damselsFrom BhirboteDiverting water into the canalTurn by turn in a mutual exchange of labourWith the boys...
Hemant Biwas
Like a motherWho, winding strands of patienceLifts her sickly child all along the wayUntil she reaches the hospital doorsI also carried clay smeared...
Hemant Kandel
Showing courtesy for my woundsPitying on my situation with all their goons,Scrambling my mood through rough fateWhat’s all they for care till this...
Prabesh Chapagain
Thrust into ‘becoming’, this existence: a paradox it seems!Where life and death in two spectrums,Ever toys with the ‘being’ in question.
Suckling on life’s...