Old Age Feeling / Mukunda Prayas
Old Age Feeling By Mukunda Prayas On the picture of nature made up by assembling the bright colors, who did paint with the color of smoke...
When I was a Child / Birat Anupam
When I was a child, I used to kite the birds, row the clouds, hover along riverside in search of its breath, and, play hide and seek with...
Dedicated to You / Shubhalaxmi Lamsal
The patience you showed when I was overwhelmed the affection you offered when I was hungry for love the fondness you presented when I was...
An Old Rickshaw Puller / Arjun Dhungana
The sun of destiny flashed never on his forehead, never lit the lamppost of his heart undying However, with the eyes that glitter every...
While falling down / Deepak Samchu
I was entangled like some water hyacinth at a riverbank, you happened to come carrying handful of rainbow and tied me like a rope does....
About My Mother / Dhiraj Rai
You got me trapped, How can I define my mother? If, was asked about myself I would tell easily that the impudent character of the news...
Trailers of Death / Dhiraj Rai
I want to live immortal, but this life shows trailers of death time and time again. Do not know, why the gendered flood of tearlessness...
Path / Upendra Subba
I was walking carelessly on my own way, and all at once you happened to arrive, from somewhere not known to block my way. A stranger you...