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- by Biken K Dawadi

Draped in confusion, full of vain, I climbed atop the steaming train, Catching speed, whizzing fast, I presumed I would assume the apex at last. ...

The Younglings of...

The Younglings of...

- by Parbat Lawati

The younglings of tailor Grew-up in shorts With collage of patches The cobbler's in crepe Torn and yawning, The fisherman’s with saliva… Blue and salty. ...

Kathmandu City In My View

Kathmandu City In My View

- by Sagar Dhakal

Somehow the city of melancholy      And so much industrious      Include miscellaneous people      But so much monotonous ...

Self-deception!

Self-deception!

- by Rajeeb Shrestha

Searching of pleasure Is itself an act of disapproval Argument, avarice or agitation Lead us to no noble destination, ...

What do you wanna say?

What do you wanna say?

- by Rajeeb Shrestha

By touching my heart, what are you trying to say? what are you trying to convey by performing such a mellow act? ...

The Latest Articles

Nothing changes

Nothing changes

- by Bhuwan Thapaliya

if you don’t change yourself and your perception towards almost everything. As I get older, I am beginning

Why?

Why?

- by Biken K Dawadi

When the glass shatters It sends a momentous cry, When the branches break

That I Felt

That I Felt

- by Sarojkumar Dev

Can't explain the boiling off emotions  What words should I give it to To crystalize all those that is going within

Come for me

Come for me

Come And Touch my soul with your warm sensation And let me feel you in me forever In the core of my every emotions

My Dear Bride!

My Dear Bride!

- by Sujan Nepal

You are my life, my guide Two months is too far, want to stride The entire life we conjoint is to abide

Me; a poet and Her; an insane lover

Me; a poet and Her; an insane lover

- by Rajeeb Shrestha

I am a poet,  I'm an ordinary person who loves the pen Letters, words, stanzas and verses Of course! I'm in deep love  with these letters, words, stanzas and verses.

Hope

Hope

- by Bhuwan Thapaliya

I lie down by the river Sunkoshi stretching my arms toward eternity in search of you with the stars in my eyes

The darkness, the devil and the struggle

The darkness, the devil and the struggle

- by Muniram Prasad Sharma Pokhrel

The path was dark but I third my way, My heart pumped, my legs trembled, and my body shaken, Nightmare stories I heard my friends and family say, How the dignity and respect of ours were taken.

Meeting the missing child’s mother

Meeting the missing child’s mother

- by Parbat Lawati

Contemplating life; driving subconsciously, returning from the work, weary and blue, a suckling getting ricocheted like a baby toad made me slow down my ride.

Shame on us

Shame on us

- by Bhuwan Thapaliya

The heart of the democracy is cracked open, parched and sun-dried. And its soul has been encroached as the public land in the Kathmandu Valley.

Paperwala — a Vendor

Paperwala — a Vendor

- by Rajeeb Shrestha

A newspaper vendor wander every morning, To our doorsteps and different newspapers He drops through all thick and thins Rainy days or winter haze He arrives on his motor bike!

A Silver Lining

A Silver Lining

- by Amrit Poudel

There is a way out Even from the abyss Where no light pierces the soul

Lend me your voice

Lend me your voice

- by Saroj Kumar Dev

Lend me your voice  And transform my maliciousness To ever blooming benevolence