Even Critters too carry out this!
- by Sujan Nepal
Calved, nursed, excrete and nap Feel paradisiac on mother’s lap Adore intimacy and reside ecstatic Even critters too carry out this
Gen-Next
Dear Monsoon
- by Rupsingh Bhandari
Dear Monsoon From the first rain, you would have been waiting on the balcony looking at the way which, would have disguised already into the jungle’s color. in front of your village.
"I"
- by Rajeeb Shrestha
In front of me, I always see a portrait Unnecessarily, The image of that portrait - I feel it is me, 'myself'
Clouds cry in the form of rain
- by Moin Uddin
No matter how much you remember It doesn't matter to the other life who has no feelings
I am ready
- by Sugam Gautam
I am ready to accept you Cause, I fear the acid I am ready for everything you want Cause, I fear the scars, the acid put on for lifetime
Broken in the hope of growing evergreen
- by Moin Uddin
He was the man with words and love But her actions made him sick and stone Never wanted to be harsh and fire But she killed his heart and made him a liar
Confined
- by Bhuwan Thapaliya
Walking the woods, Listening to their verdant secrets Braving a steady drizzle is a nostalgic joy
Let's sing a life
- by Manish Lamichhane
Drowned is the heart in the seas of pain It doesn't want to see me It wants me to feel the death But isn't it
Who am I?
- by Rupsingh Bhandari
When dead-end roars against my path stretching its flaws, lightening its eye I am the son of truth, friend of death For my destiny, I don’t afraid to die
Why does heart never satisfies?
- by Moin Uddin
Why does fear looms in heart even if tides are calm? Might be it has seen worst and feared that it might come Believing in tides to stay calm is like a river staying silent in storm Oh I wonder do it ever someday get a moment to live without sandstorm?
Play
- by Sushant Thapa
A child happy at play Is a forgiveness to a sorry He pushes folly at bay He narrates his stories
I want to ask why not black?
- by Susmita Aryal
I still not to choose black because I know I know, if I choose black over white Or if I were to do so I would either remain solitary
Do you still remember?
- by Sugam Gautam
Do you still remember, Those words once spoken? The ones that changed everything? The ones I love?
Melancholy behind my beam
- by Faris Shamim
I wonder, if someone can save me. I am shattering. I wonder, if someone can help me. I aim roaming aimlessly. I wonder, if someone could give me a purpose to live. I wonder, if even I could be loved.
Internet Gaming Addiction and its Impact (Part I)
- by Adheesh Bista
Video Games came into existence since 1970s. Since then the craze of the video games started. Video game started from gaming console and it slowly advanced as internet game on smart phones, laptop, etc. This has somewhat resulted in addiction of internet games and are popular among adolescents.
Someone asked me what is opportunity ?
- by Moin Uddin
Someone asked me what is opportunity I say it's like a river flowing abundantly It passes through everyone to give equal destiny But only few knows its value and others just let it pass cursing the fate in absurdity
Beat of Heart
- by Sushant Thapa
Picking metaphor from the old urban street, Wet road resembles washed away tiredness. Fresh is the nature after soaked clouds have disappeared.
Blue Eyes
- by Rajeeb Shrestha
She has got a pair of Blue Eyes That stupefy the person locked Into its sphere the aquatic blue Substitutes the icy depth of ocean
Recognizing teacher's effort
- by Faris Shamim
Teachers nourish and prepare students for their future as they are the real icon of knowledge and wisdom. They create awareness among the students and common people. They are the source of light in the world that has been darkened due to ignorance.
I saw you in dreams
- by Moin Uddin
It was 3 am when I woke up I saw you in dreams where we were enveloped in each other's arms It was dusk and moments were in a rush