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The Balloon Vendor

The Balloon Vendor

- by Rajeeb Shrestha

Despite the pandemic outbreak, Here comes, the man with balloon stick He comes out of his den To make children happy Whose life is so mundane ...

I love you like I breathe

I love you like I breathe

- by Moin Uddin

Where are you lost I have been thinking of you so much Oh my love you make me feel goosebumps ...

Melodies of hopes

Melodies of hopes

- by Moin Uddin

It's all about love  It's all about trust It's all about words That matters the most ...

Heart feels at rest

Heart feels at rest

- by Moin Uddin

It's early morning Your thoughts keeps breathing Wondering what would life be When you're with me ...

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The Highway Kid

The Highway Kid

- by Sushant Thapa

When the kid Reaches out for his play on the ground, He is not afraid of playing with the dust. He plays like a dolphin in the sea, Running in the concrete dust and mud, beside the highway

Life of gold and glitters

Life of gold and glitters

- by Moin Uddin

The weather is warm but the days are cold We are ready to enjoy and be bold  Our friends has come and the talk is enjoying old  Oh oh the journey to far is so gay and cajoled

Impressions

Impressions

- by Sushant Thapa

Like a wailing country man who on the death bed of his king, has come from his home to empty his heart the majestic widow left alone

Even Critters too carry out this!

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

Dear Monsoon

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"

"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'

I am ready

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

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

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

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?

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?

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

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?

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