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Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis

- by Sonam Lama

Striding along the forest avenue The steps prolonged without any clue Unkempt tresses, fire engulfing-eyes Shedding lies

Leaving warmth

Leaving warmth

- by Aastha Ghimire

Birds chirped, Intrigued by first ray from the east. Awoke a man, Intrigued by thought of his bread. Left warmth those who questioned survival, I laid there, as a breathing corpse, Survival never a problem, Bliss swept below sewage,

My feelings

My feelings

- by Nabin Saud

We became friends. Time went on and we became closer to each other. Let's enter to the main thing I am writing about: love. I was falling in love with her. Every time she gets closer to me, I eventually feel the feelings more than before. Feelings, is that what we used to call love. But love is not a temporary feelings or emotions. Emotions & feelings change, sometimes daily.

Second chance

Second chance

- by Sayana Rai

‘Tring! tring!' the phone rang from the living room and I hurried to pick it up. I was anxious to know if it was from the person I hoped it was from. As the receiver reached my ear, my heart beat increased by ten folds. It was him! That husky beautiful voice sent ripples down my stomach.

Don’t give up easily!

Don’t give up easily!

Don’t run away. If you start running away from any hardships or challenges that come your way, then you will be running all your life. Three months will go by in a jiffy. Be dedicated and don’t give up easily.

The vengeance

The vengeance

- by Yubraj Karki

I pulled off the bed sheet from the bed and tore it into two halves. I shrouded each of the bodies with two halves of the bed sheet and fastened them with a rope. I dragged the bodies clutching on the rope with one hand and carried an axe in the other. The floor was completely smeared with blood gushing out of the bodies, as I dragged them through the corridor, down the staircase and to the parking lot where I had parked my car. The cold breeze blew as I reached the parking lot dragging the bodies. I could hear the sound of howling wind, barking dogs and the roar of the engines of the vehicles that rattled down the distant highway. I produced a key from my pants pocket and unlocked the trunk of the car with it. The trunk opened with a short creaking sound that reverberated across the street. I hurriedly loaded the bodies on the trunk and locked the trunk immediately. I got into the car, inserted the key and started the engine. The engine stammered into life and I fled before someone could catch me.

Why should I fly back?

Why should I fly back?

- by Amrit Poudel

To the land Where wonders exist Falls, Rivers, Parks Skyscrapers, aesthetic towns Lamborghinis, Mercedes Though I have been part of it for years My heart still remains stranded Gets lost in the crowd of materialistic bondage

Books saved me

Books saved me

- by Aishwarya Baidar

When I was in the seventh grade, I received a book as a gift from my sister. It was The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas. After that, I spent all of my pocket money in buying novels. I also had a thing for fancy stationeries; I always opted buying fancy notebooks, notebooks which later were filled with poems, wishful thoughts, award acceptance speeches, and sometimes raps as well. The pages of the novels I owned and the notebooks I filled are my most prized possessions.

Game of love

Game of love

- by Prakash Pradhan

A game of love and a game of hide & seek, Live on signs & the place obscure, An obscure me, treat human a human But on the beast skin to roam aside.

Cell phones down

Cell phones down

- by Sano Prayas

With the hunger for knowledge and wisdom, our need to stay informed and updated, we shove ourselves with much information. So, we allow them to be showered upon us every day. “Ping ping”, goes the notification tab constantly, sometimes making us realize that we are literally drowning in it.

An unknown “girl”

An unknown “girl”

- by Dipendra Thapa

In this world full of coy, stupid, ugly, and boring people, among others I feel blessed to get to know Cindrella through Facebook She talks to me and, may be, with many others But why her talks mean so much to me?

Nijgadh becoming culpable for environment and wildlife

Nijgadh becoming culpable for environment and wildlife

- by Prateek Bhattarai

Nijgadh International airport has come to limelight because of increasing air traffic congestion at Tribhuvan International airport, the only International airport of Nepal. Nijgadh has been identified as a feasible airport to reduce the pressure and working load of TIA.

Kitchen

Kitchen

- by Pratik Mainali

the bony fingers, the clicking keys swinging door, stale air, stiff clothes the rattling teacups, the sailing trays the still morning of the kitchen the lights blinking blearily the spoon falling with a ringing clatter drapes vibrate with the trembling windows the tomatoes roll down and splatter

The ways of life

The ways of life

- by Pratistha Kandel

As the sun meticulously blends into the clouds, tails of subtle golden lights gleam out as brush strokes, giving a tangerine hue to an otherwise painfully blue canvas.

God, I want them all!

God, I want them all!

- by Binod Shrestha

What misery is left in my life? Abandoned to live alone, Cursed by the God Left to cry alone.

Money and life

Money and life

- by Saroj Wagle

What is money? Does your job reflect values in terms of monetary rewards? Are you at peace with your money? Yes, indeed. All these questions matter a lot when it comes to money and life. Needless to say, money alone will not solve most of our problems. In fact, it is not surprising to say that a healthy relationship with money is most often just a by-product of living a happy and a healthy life.

Believe

Believe

- by Moin Uddin

Just get up and do whatever you have to in the early morning Don't procrastinate and upset your future settings Your laziness can cost you much in life So be active and get into work to shine your amazing life.

Gift of New Year

Gift of New Year

- by Lazzana Goverdhan

Pretty lights hang by the wall illuminating entirety Snowfalls in crystals, pine trees standing sturdy

Love

Love

- by Arjeeb Cartman

"I love you" she said, On the very first date

ONCE UPON A TIME DURING WORLD WAR

ONCE UPON A TIME DURING WORLD WAR

- by Nirajan Rijal

Like usual, today a normal morning. I make my coffee, pour it in a cup and push the wheels of my wheelchair my handI go next to the window. It was already 20 years, when the Axis powers had fought against the Allies Powers. I represented the Allies. I always remember that period.