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Poetry

Curfew

Benju Sharma Early morning on the head of the pillowSiren for the curfew blows,the siren of deathMovement of life is shot with bulletsthe sounds running...

Commonality

Bhisma Upreti A caravan of mulesjust went past this waystirring dust, as lovely as longingsand now,a band of weary portersis scaling the trail in the...

Fragments

Kim J. Baaden, Germany Observe preciselythe traffic on the roads,anywhere in the world.You will learn moreabout the citizen’s mindsetthan through 1000 conversations.Certificates are the goal.Factual...

The Silence at Ghat

Yogendra Guragain These are the stairs where the dead gets burned to ashes.Nonetheless, the ghat looks lonely and bereft of dead bodies todayIts tranquility has...

An Indecisive War

RM Dangol Every stepWhile taking a moveWe becoming aggressive as much as we thinkAnd the attack occurs continuously;We save ourselves as far as possibleThere is...

The Cycle

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...

We are Hanging on Wires

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...

Query of a House Wife

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...

Home and Abroad

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,...

In Search of a New Era

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...

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