My dream
- by Gyanu Dahal
You are being so important to me at this moment of my life, I am somehow fully oriented towards you keeping everything aside. I dream of embracing you, holding you and kissing, With great compassion and devotion.
- by Gyanu Dahal
You are being so important to me at this moment of my life, I am somehow fully oriented towards you keeping everything aside. I dream of embracing you, holding you and kissing, With great compassion and devotion.
- by Rajani Regmi
Are we alive to walk by time in years as the uncertain life and death clock ticks by? Are we alive to stare at the reflection in the mirror shadowed by conscious and unconscious sighs? Are we alive to create a transcending history with each of our personal stories?
- by Rajeeb Shrestha
People consider it stupid When I say that the house talks to me My old house now abandoned Comes to my recurring dream And says
- by Sanskriti Rijal
This is a constantly-evolving world and throughout history we have seen a great amount of technological advancement that has benefited humankind. Everything we know about civilization is the product of intelligence, so amplifying humankind with the help of artificial intelligence has the possibility of flourishing our civilization like never seen before as long as we are able to keep the technology beneficial.
- by Sangita Shrestha
That person in the mirror, how is it? Is it asking about your identity or reflecting your identity? What's the use of the identity when the person in the mirror Doesn't resemble your identity. Does that person hold eye contact with you or just stares you back with anger or agony ?
- by Rajani Regmi
Please Remember, To the whole world you might be one But to one you are the Whole World When in all doubt, confusions, forced obligations Please Remember,
- by Sushant Thapa
Family institutionalized you You build your first subjectivity and follow the rules; While you learn to break it.
- by Moin Uddin
I have been waiting for long And still going through the storm The desires in my heart Seems like it gonna rust to its worst
- by Rajeeb Shrestha
If life is a waiting game Then wait and watch The crescendo of shattered heart Just wait for a while my dear,
- by Pratibha Baral
Have you ever been lost to the wonder of nature, thinking about its origin, components, evolution, and of course its hidden mystery which are still to be unfolded?
- by Moin Uddin
I have been waiting for long And still going through the storm The desires in my heart Seems like it gonna rust to its worst
- by Pratyush Awasthi
Although E-Commerce has been in the market for a long while now especially in the developed countries, currently it has been growing all over the world as an easier platform for doing business as well.
- by Suzanne Shrestha
Any human being who decides to put effort enjoys good results. So, do not compare your “not-so-good” efforts with being average. Buckle up and chin up and most importantly try. Don’t label yourself.
- by Aakanchhya Neupane/Ichhya Neupane
We used to fly high in the sky, Suddenly something made us cry! Our wings used to be seen, For a year, they are weakened!
- by Moin Uddin
How can someone love a person so much? This is what she asks when I talk to her while strolling around a hutch That was the question for me to answer As that person was me who loved her as such I have no exact words for her to tell what she means to me
- by Sabina Thapa
In the hustle bustle of daily life, with the responsibilities and a schedule tight. You forget your own worth and existence, Constantly moving to accomplish your ambitions. You deserve break, You deserve your self time, To rejuvenate your own body and mind.
- by Rajani Regmi
Please remember, to the whole world you might be one But to one you are the whole world When in all doubts, confusions, forced obligations
- by Basanti Timalsina
It was many years back I was barely six when I used to run through fields and chase dragonflies, especially those huge red ones were my favorite. I marched through marshes and mud to take a closer look at them when they rested on twigs and leaves I would tiptoe cautiously to prevent any movement and noise
- by Basanti Timalsina
This floral printed china cup came to my mom from her mother.
- by Rajeeb Shrestha
I wondered for How many centuries These narrow alleys might have Existed and the people Who lived here with Gods and Deities With a life so divinely inspired to festivities Celebrated in devotion to those Divine-beings!!