Published On: October 2, 2018 09:15 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
These invisible lines that mark where my country ends and yours begins. These lines where millions of people live unknown about their whereabouts. These lines where we will soon build up walls of bricks and separate brothers from their sisters. These line that invaders crossed, victory stamped on their passports. These lines are creating problems.
Published On: September 3, 2018 10:35 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
This world ours is wonderful. This world ours is terrible. This world of ours is confusing, Like a jigsaw puzzle no one can seem to solve.
Published On: June 11, 2018 10:03 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
Model United Nations (MUN) is an extracurricular activity where students imitate the diplomatic delegates representing different countries in the United Nations conferences. The activity simulates the work sessions of the United Nations which provides the participating students with a platform to enhance their leadership and negotiating skills.
Published On: May 29, 2018 12:14 PM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
You’re supposed to have nightmares at night But mine begins when I step inside school.
Published On: March 6, 2018 09:51 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
A rainbow binds every color, Then displays itself in the clear blue sky; We gaze at it awestruck.
Published On: February 21, 2018 11:45 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
A rainbow binds every color, Then displays itself in the clear blue sky;
Published On: December 19, 2017 09:50 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
To all those stereotypes Are your eyes that small? Your mind that narrow?
Published On: December 5, 2017 10:18 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
‘Thank you mom’ These three words will never be enough Neither enough to sum up your love Nor for giving me my world When there was a storm
Published On: September 26, 2017 10:17 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
Blood runs in your veins and mine Allowing us to breathe our next breathe And to cherish the next day But to a girl it is a curse.
Published On: September 17, 2017 09:09 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
As a child I looked out the window in pleasant glee At the waving clouds in the air And the clear blue sky The hilltop far from me
Published On: September 12, 2017 10:48 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
I wish That parents didn’t cry over their infants gender That blue wasn’t just a guy color and pink just for girls Because girls don’t just play with dolls And guys don’t only fiddle with swords Flowers aren’t only she and trucks only he Guy’s don’t only represent muscles And girls not all dainty
Published On: August 21, 2017 10:16 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
Daddy, With every passing day, And every passing year He nurtured my soul Like a farmer cultivating his soil.
Published On: August 15, 2017 12:19 PM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
The introvert who is curled up with a book in a coffee shop While everyone is talking, The introvert who is struggling to make eye contact, Even with the shopkeeper in the pharmacy.
Published On: July 30, 2017 10:47 AM NPT By: Kriesha Pradhan
Before you take that knife, Close your eyes Think about the world when you’re gone, Your mother wiping tears when she sees your casket And your father dressed in black, A color he hates Your best friend looks at you and starts sobbing; While you lie with your eyes shut and your nose gently touching the air around.