Thoughts
- by Aayuska Shrestha
Do you ever feel so sad? You wanna cry out loud, let all your tears out. but then again you keep it inside you letting the pain haunt you. giving...
- by Aayuska Shrestha
Do you ever feel so sad? You wanna cry out loud, let all your tears out. but then again you keep it inside you letting the pain haunt you. giving...
- by Sajira Shrestha
Down the street, you walk Pretending everything is fine. Headphones in and music on You walk slowly with a smile. Just for a moment, you think Life is great like...
- by Rajeeb Shrestha
People say; There’s no tomorrow Again they say; Tomorrow is a new day And this is how We’re kept in dilemma dismay ...
- by Samiksha Shrestha
Here I am crying on my own, Resting my head on the same old pillow, Gliding under the bed, the surface is hollow, Like my mind, mellow and willow, I don't...
- by Basanta Lohani
Tragic , no, pathetic Nation failed Because he failed Insane he wasn't But insanity was thrust upon him ...
- by Rajani Regmi
In the tranquil early hours of dawn, When the prompt sunrise still seems to be some miles away, With the first and fresh sip of tea sinking in your throat I can see how nostalgia beams in your eyes
- by Sushant Thapa
The day speaks of the delight Garden of love welcomes Another blooming flower. A bee hovers for nectar. That sweetness is An elixir of contentment. The moon was welcoming the night With multitudes of stars it shined bright. Forgiven are those who have Mistaken the night for their own darkness. There is a power in the light. Seekers cannot go astray They have a peaceful dwelling.
- by Susmita Aryal
I hate the idea of adulthood that convince people it comes with age To the wisdom you show is often to be mistaken To be replaced with, 'you are still small and not big enough to make it. The idea of adulthood is suffocating When you aren't fully able to decipher what's being like an adult really When everything around seems going like just the day before you turned 20
- by Samiksha Shrestha
Twenty one Turned 21, but I haven't grown up much, I'd be successful, but wait that's just a hunch, Lately, I have realized my life is nothing but a pun, And that the world continuously spun, Dizzy in these rapid circles of chaos, I found myself in a different cosmos, I can't figure out the realm,
- by Sabina Thapa
Through my Thick and thin, Highs and lows. You’ve relieved me rolling down from my eyes. Be it grief or be it Joy, Be it Empathy or be it pain, You’ve comforted me with your drain.
- by Binesh Shrestha
The kid that did lost Once the friendly one who enjoyed company of all, now all he does is scrawl. Gulping down pints of liquor was one of the best things now he cared for and thinking about his future was one of the few things he was scared of.
- by Rupsingh Bhandari
The river Dnieper Which slithers out from Valdai Russia to Ukraine Is sleepless without knowing any reasons As the old grandma, Dnieper never confused by the conspiracy of the world Now swelling with many unanswered questions
- by Binesh Shrestha
Not all you meet tend to stay Some are just strangers, passing along the way People seem so vivid, and I prefer gray If only one could stop reminiscing, but alas I'm not made of clay.
- by Ashish Poudel
Flowing river Standing on the sand I wanted to live a time But it vanished Like the shapes on sand by the river
- by Binesh Shrestha
With you, even the four-walled room is a different universe How the things unfold like it has been perfectly rehearsed So much blissfulness, as if anytime things can burst But seeing you leave, still feels like some curse.
- by Sangita Shrestha
What's the point of this life Living with all these Heartbreaks But I will be fine, you want to know why
- by Aayuska Shrestha
I lay in my bed at night I can't sleep, As the thought run into my mind. Thoughts about the past.
- by Bhoj Kumar Dhamala
Stealing into you without your notice is something charismatic and adorable proximity of the souls of ages to be submission and fawning your fortitude
- by Sajira Shrestha
Too afraid to raise my voice, Every time you put your hands on my flesh. Thoughts about all the people run through my mind, Every time you force your lips on mine.
- by Suravi Regmi
Fireflies are pictured inside the letter. The words gleam in a constellation. I capture the warmth and inscribe the narrative of the nebula and Estimate the speed of shooting stars out of intense sentiment.