Sushant Thapa
River and Sorrows
Have you ever thoughtIf the river stops flowingHow you will wash your sorrows?Till now, Inebriation has been costly for youSee; the...
Badal Chamling
A flowery home is the sweetestWith Gnaphalium, BougainvilleaOr, say, with Cape jasmine!It endows with no breatheHoweverIt grounds, incubating life and living things.Such a...
Haribhakta Katuwal
What a damn life this is!Spent within, yet living withoutSucked by the terror of atoms,And tormented by the ghost of troublesWhat a damn...
Mohan Koirala
Gaine Sainla is feeling cold deep insideHe didn’t get a chance to play on his SarangiSo his hands are benumbed.
Without men around to...
Dhiraj  Kshetri
My wifeonce in a meditative moodasked me:‘What have we done for all these years, Dhiraj?Our cohorts are multi-millionaire.’I had no word to respond...
Hem Prabhas
He lifts his forehead and flings it hill-wardsDismembers his fingers and sends them plain-wards,Clad in life that indistinguishably looks like soil or garmentHe...
Arohi Adhikari
No, there's no goal ahead of herNeither does one know her dwelling placeShe appears moving on roadsidesThis way and thatWrapped in a thin...
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...
