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– Poem by : Bikranta Bikram Kharel Hollow was my dear heart, before you came… Shallow was my poor feelings, befor you came…. Months had passed befor i smiled last…. Now that i’m happy, i hope thts just the cast..! Yours is the only name, that i murmur now… In no time, we became close,i cnt […]

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My soul is waiting

– Poem by : Bikranta Bikram Kharel I think of time,when u were with me… The days we past,the deeds we did… Now,you are far away,i knw u dnt care me… But also… My love for u is til eternity..!! You are my true love,the princes of my heart… All those blunder,maybe i maynt hv known… […]

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यी दस बर्षहरुमा

प्रजातन्त्र थियो अनि स्वतन्त्रता थियो शान्ति मौलएर सुन्दरता छाएको थियो मातृइत्वोका साथै स्वाविमन थियो तर कुर्चिको लागि हानाथाप भयो सत्ताको मोहले पार्टीहरुलाई छोयो यस्तो गर्छौ, बिकास गर्छौ भन्दै सधैभरी जनतलाई ढाँटिरहे, छलिरहे आरुको इशारामा नचिरहे यी दस बर्षहरुमा । अराजकताले ठाउँ पायो हाम्रो देशमा हिंसा जती सबै बढ्यो शान्तिको भेषमा कसैलाई केहै थाहै भएन सबै […]

9 November 2013 - Poems- No CommentsRead More »

A Letter to Mother

– Neeraj Baral Jumping and Playing in Your lap, Giving you trouble I used to clap, Slowly and slowly as each day passed, You taught me what life was all about. Do you remember the days we spent together? I wished that you would stay for ever But my wish is all in vain As […]

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Who is she ?

– Manoz Shrestha She is not his enemy As she hasn’t ever hurt Instead she speaks polietly with him As there is no spot in white shirt.

Questions to the Queen Bee

– Divinemaniac (Bikas Paneru) I’m staring out the window, the rainfall makes me feel alive far off where the trees are at, the bees are playing in their hives. Which game are they playing? I wonder, Are they playing “hide and seek” or “hide from the thunder” ? I wonder what the queen of the hive […]


– Pushpa Lamsal I looked in the mirror and looked at my nose. It’s the funniest thing the  way it grows Stuck right out where all of its show,


– Bikranta Bikram Kharel You are there to care me every second, you are my guide who always hold my hand, there’s no measure of love which you give,

The Unheard Scream

– Bikranta Bikram Kharel Many times I cried, I shed lot of tears, I went through pain was out of mind, I shouted for help but nobody was behind,

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– Sakar Paudel Down the valley, over the hills Near the cascades, beside the mills. Hear the nightingale, spring they bring Feel the glory, patriot a being.