The filthy alleys
- by Sauravi Regmi
The evening's frost melts. The smell of steak whiffs up. It's 6 p.m. The windy days' chilliness, And now there's a thunderstorm, Newspapers flying from abandoned lots, Feet are surrounded by tender leaves.
Gen-Next
Little Red Riding Hood
- by Suravi Regmi
I have written my history somewhat differently I did wrote it to give nursery teachers A topic of talk on
Wait for a while
- 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.
Get up and do your work
- by Moin Uddin
Get up and do your work Life is not a joke You need to show up every single moments To shine and to create impact in all those segments
Lanes of shadows
- by Sauravi Regmi
Passing through lanes of shadows There, my dreams wipe my mind As I set expectations for accomplishments, I see the city fighting and see the reflections of fulfillment, In the paradox of achievements.
How are we getting rice on our Table?
- by Suman Bagale
“Have you eaten rice?”, the first thing someone would ask if you meet them during late morning and evening hours. Rice is one and only major diet, which we have been enjoying on our table since our birth. Are we aware of how we are getting this stuff on our table? On average, a Nepali consumes 120 Kg of rice per year, which supplies 40% of calorific requirements and 23% of protein requirements in the Nepalese diet.
My Envisage World
- by Roshani Bastola
The world of cloudless, Where roses are without prickles, The moon that twinkles, Like a honeybadger, i.e the fearless creature. The world of fairness,
Tiring suburb
- by Sauravi Regmi
On a drowsy and frenetic evening My brain gets stuck by wordings Maybe someday I feel it chases words like a chess player, Crazily yearning for a queen piece.
Worldly happiness
- by Sauravi Regmi
I see you and imagine you being caressed within my arms Oh, baby, you lent your hands to me with a pure feeling and you deserve to be loved.
She’s not broken
- by Sabina Thapa
Walking on the way, With new hopes and aspirations , Cheering the life though it might be Bliss or fluctuations.
Silence races to reach my universe
- by Susmita Aryal
When the world is too absorbed into enchanted canvas and Everybody jostling, high spirited running for the global rat -race Engrossed much into the 'chatters' and the 'blabbers' to what they say,' keeps me going'.
The increasing needs for environmental conservation
- by Pratik Bhattarai
Environment refers to the complex of physical, chemical and biological factors that act upon an organism or an ecological community; and ultimately determines its form and survival. In other words, the environment is where we all meet, where we all have a mutual interest; it is the common thing all of us share.
Infinity
- by Sayana Rai
Thank god for my limitations For it gave me 'Infinity' Thank god for only a single lifetime For it gave me 'Eternity'
Inside a book, I found a friend
- by Nirdesh Subedi
It was one monsoon evening; I picked up a book and opened it. Inside, I found an unknown friend waiting. Our friendship was a little weird. I would just sit and listen to her and she would share her fables.
Kiss me in the rain
- by Sauravi Regmi
Kiss me in the rain with your wet lips. Make a mark on my body with your bite. Take me to the sun and sit beside me until the wound dry.
A-synchronization
- by Bhoj Kumar Dhamala
Attune has gone away a-synchronized Weird living to everyone with wings of Disarray slithering slowly like the serpent That has ended the cadence of life, alarm!
A letter to my childhood friend
- by Isha Mishra
Remember the last time we had a meaningful conversation? I don’t. It’s been a long time since you listened to me. I have always been at the listening end and you at the speaking end. Now it’s high time that you listen and I speak
Breathing each other's stories
- by Moin Uddin
The room is dark And he is waiting for the light to come From nowhere thoughts of life illuminates And he is surrounded with hopes and fear.
Goddess Saraswati
- by Sauravi Regmi
A soft tune cuts the cold silence, creating new music, a new tone. As strings vibrate her mind enlightens. She plays the song, a sound charisma.
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.