- by Rajeeb Shrestha
I see a cartoon of My own Within my self depiction. It walks with me As my own mirage, Sings with me A toodle-oo of My perpetual collage, Nowadays, It talks to me So very often Of my tears soften Along with Work stress Or self distress!
- by Manawi Shah
The monsoons are finally here and the bounteous rains are being welcomed with open hearts. It means that there is lots of rain, muddy puddles, constant switches of the weather and an unorganized bag. Here are a few things that you may want to put in your bag to stay the best version of yourself, even in these unpredictable seasons.
- by Rajeeb Shrestha
Not a big deal, Whether we believe in self or non-self, It’s action, That leads us to interaction, And interaction creates reaction.
- by Sushant Thapa
The clock ticks, I embrace my responsibilities. I might win or lose. I learn a lesson I am propelled forward.
- by Rajeeb Shrestha
She walked in My life without a cue As a drop of dew That’s full of jive! And slowly But firmly She became an intimate bond We’re so fond With each other An unnamed hook-up rather With no physical allure That’s so farther I still reminisce Her awesome smile, Chicks with sweet dimple, Her chats That bring us Childhood tats And most remarkably, Her steps That rattled Every move She treaded With her pointed Block heel shoes Which till echoes In my ear lobes
- by Sushant Thapa
An abode of stay To call the world mine. Perfection and mirror, Imperfection and desire, Wishes and truth. Every second has stood The burning game of flame. Lights and colorful reality Is extra lavishness.
- by Samiksha Shrestha
The happy place where I belong, It does not feel the same, and now it will never make me strong, The home is not the old home any more, Where we sang songs, played and laughed even on the empty floor, Now the place has every amenities,
- 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 it the power to control you, making it superior.
- 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 an old wine.
- 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 know if I'm Saddened or depressed, Or can't figure out if it's both but I get undressed, Naked, I stand in front of the mirror, I get terrified, oh! What a horror?, It's not my body that I'm afraid of, It's the mind that has been damaged,
- 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.