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When Rain Falls For Dust

When Rain Falls For Dust

- by Anwesha Khadka

Dear dust, Let's become what human, Wish to be with their loved one Two souls in a body.

DON'T LOSE YOUR HOPE..

DON'T LOSE YOUR HOPE..

- by Saemah Shamim

The sun came up on the sky Giving us one more day bright Gives us hopes, new rays of life To achieve our goals

We are programmed

We are programmed

- by Moin Uddin

It's a truth that we are programmed Whatever we think, act or react everything is set accordingly The thoughts and words that we seem are ours, in reality, it isn't We are doomed and will be doomed and that's how it worked and will be working Life of ours is trapped and will be handled by the software that others have installed on us within Think of it in this way

Oh mother, tell me a story

Oh mother, tell me a story

- by Rajani Regmi

Tell me a story of a life pre-destined with death but still has the bravest breath, Tell me a story of sweet memories forever imprinted down the vista of years,

Where were the gods?

Where were the gods?

- by Biken K Dawadi

Where were the gods? First, I saw her. Pursued her, wooed her, fell in her love, Touched her, smooched her, fell deep, by love! Braced her, graced her, fell in her grasp, Bugged her, hugged her, felt no time lapse.

The pleasure of hopes and folds

The pleasure of hopes and folds

- by Moin Uddin

And then there she was Standing tall in awe and excitement Didn't knew exactly what's expected of her or of what she expected from them Diamond and rainbows weren't part of any game

Sacrifice your short term pleasure

Sacrifice your short term pleasure

- by Moin Uddin

I wish you could understand it earlier That life is not meant to stay unproductive even for mere bargainer It will take away your opportunities You might pause and regret of not doing your duties

Deathbed

Deathbed

- by Subrat Pandey

My organs got disparaged- slowly, very slowly The brain played treachery The heart exhausted, the spines became cold The lively eyes became dreary

Move On

Move On

- by Kripal Karki

Down and down has my ninety went, with those remarkable potentiality all slayed. By poor corrupted leaders, How will development occur? making politics, a game of fame!

I love you!

I love you!

- by Dipendra Thapa

I always wish to be with you I want to hear you I want to see you

It's day to perform

It's day to perform

- by Moin Uddin

Take a deep breath and give yourself a break You have worked hard and it's time to pause and take rest You did everything you could to prepare yourself And now it's the day to perform and show what you have learned all through these years

Never let the doubt inside stop you

Never let the doubt inside stop you

- by Moin Uddin

Be the real you And do as much as you can Never let the guilt play the role Where you feel that you should have done it but remained an asshole.

A sold Tree

A sold Tree

- by Diwakar Sapkota

Suffering each frost and intense sunrise With rugged , limply body Counting on the last days of her life A dying Tree, stands with her cries

Dream right now

Dream right now

- by Moin Uddin

No matter how good or best you look now No matter how talented or extraordinary you're No matter from where or whom you belong to You're going to rot soon if you fail to maintain consistency to nurture through.

That woman (in an old house)

That woman (in an old house)

- by Saemah Shamim

Look at that woman she is sitting there its already dawn and she is all alone I zoomed her to look and felt tears stuck in my throat

The silent disturbance

The silent disturbance

- by Moin Uddin

Sometimes I am lost with words Sometimes I am lost with thoughts It takes whole lot of my time It takes whole lot of my mind I feel like I am suffocating And need some fresh air to breathe in.

The mathematics of Love

The mathematics of Love

- by Diwakar Sapkota

I am the coefficient You the variable of my love With the different axis of destiny Yet our heart met a common point

She, with her day

She, with her day

- by Aaja Baruwal

She never planned for this day To be here where she is today All she thought was putting her hard work to everyday Buy that rainbows for her loved ones with colorful rays

Worth the fare

Worth the fare

- by Sandesh Bajracharya

Fragments of memories, Segments of disappointments All of them, ambushed my soul Time, for which I was waiting, As I could see all the build fading.