Amateur Thief

- by Amrit Poudel

With every dusk, when she lays her bag  And throws herself to the corner  I wish, I could soothe her heart  With dulcet tone as hers And make her fall asleep

I dream to remain awake

- by Sushant Thapa

From time immemorial I am breathing Lost is the fire in me. I must uphold the responsibility to uncover my faith No luck showers when I am awake My sleep is lucky; I dream to remain awake.

The Story

- by Sushant Thapa

We cannot keep drifting clouds As a spot of stark fort To hide something precious On the ground.

The journey continues

- by Moin Uddin

We are mostly alone for the rest of the life While dealing with many things we are separated into divide  The lonely journey takes us to place Where we meet and mingle only to be left and bereft  But still the journey continues

Pixelated Beauty

- by Amrit Poudel

Sweet sweet smile  nowhere to be seen  alas! how this heart of  mine  dives where it's never been

In Nature’s Counseling

- by Rupsingh Bhandari

We went the same place Where we used to go Sat unspoken at the same stone  On the top of the hill Looking over the sky

Language

- by Sushant Thapa

We believe what we say And we say what we believe We imply corrections and changes in minds and hearts We even utter language silently, and we impart the belief system

Teed Off

- by Bhoj Kumar Dhamala

Wit teed off how much you energize Your caliber the moldy expired notion Avails your surroundings, the lost of Ingenuity is what you are facing, presently.

I wonder

- by Moin Uddin

I wonder how a single person can handle so many values Values of religion Values of family Values of self Values of society

Turning pages of manuscript

- by Moin Uddin

I had just finished writing a story about you and me We know that we don't talk but had some kind of chemistry I was wondering but with hopes of your  presence while turning pages of manuscript And suddenly I hear my phone ring and looked at it and it was from you my sweetie

Like a river in winter

- by Moin Uddin

You still remember him The little moments that were nurtured as evergreen Life therein was short But it lasted and treasured as a support

The question...

- by Rajani Regmi

Life has asked us a Multitude of times, a constant repeated question, Just with a different tone and rhyme;

Destiny

- by Sushant Thapa

Thoughts have the power to see the unseen and hear the unheard Although, thoughts need rearrangement.   Destiny can always be altered  By changing the way one thinks.

The conspired winter

- by Rupsingh Bhandari

The silence mornings Catnapped days Chilled evenings and frozen nights Muting the restless city Cuddling with uncertainty.

Scar of bruises

- by Moin Uddin

It's Thursday evening Been a while that I am lost somewhere in the midst of thinking I am sitting at the edge of the river And letting the water to hit me with its waves

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