Avinash ShresthaAngnima when touches the woolFirst of all weaves rice for her family, weaves daalTo get the body wrapped, she weaves a paltry cotton.And...
Avinash Shrestha
Lord!Have you come here and slept off!Do you knowWhatever has occurred in the city there? The farmlands have been shrouded by houses all...
Radha Krishna BhattaraiUntil we go passingthe way we pass is oursthen it becomes others’.- our footprints do not remain permanently- The scent of our...
The Gift of SunflowersUnchanged sunflowers!Painted by Van Gogh in ArlesThe glitter of time, the wisdom of a dreamBeautiful sky, shining sunI am changingIn the...
Dr. Shefalika Verma
I demanded a drop of waterThough my thirst was wider than the ocean.  Like an ascetic young woman's strange lifeMy mind was never...
Between Me and the SkyThe face of the sky melts into meand liquefy the clouds of thoughtsThat drain their soulon beautiful feelingsethereal dreamsin the...