Yes, I Bleed
Today I bleed, bleed for the first
My mom told me to be happy,
now I can give birth
I bleed so that I can continue the generation
feeling the pain each month
just to make the world
full of population
so ... Read More...
You and window seat
You are traveling
To the place with pansies and tulips,
On the bus
In solace..
You are seating by the window seat
Waving to strangers passing by
Gazing to Faraway land
Fluttering your hair ... Read More...
तिम्रो कथा
त्यो निर्जन भुमिमा घामको रापले ओइलाएको, बिहानीको शितले मुर्झाएको, त्यो ढुङ्गे बगरमा उम्रेको दुबो, पहाडको छाती चिरेर पलाएको पिपलको कथा, नै तिम्रो कथा हो ।
Nepali Poem On Mother
The love for mother is eternal. We cannot imagine the world without the love from and to their mother. There are many ways to express your love to others. Writers often use the power of their words to share the... Read More...
Story Of An Unborn
Oh dear,
hear a story I got to tell
It’s the story of an unborn child and how it got to feel.
It’s warm and cozy inside mama ‘s womb.
Love just started to bloom.
I was a seed
Dreaming to be a tree.
To be... Read More...
Lose Control
Let go of it,
and lose control.
Follow the graph it makes,
and get lost at the go.
Rise with the music,
the sound of her heartbeat.
Dive deep in the ocean,
tempting and soothing.
... Read More...
A Circle!
A Circle
A boy woke up in his bed as the curtains caressed his hair from being swung by a soft breeze.
He got up and started to get dressed memorizing the beautiful dream that he had a day before.
The ... Read More...
Silence, Crumbles!
Silence, Crumbles!
"Born from the seed of the unknown
Thrown into the midst of dark clouds
Cold comforts a lost soul
Without knowing his whereabouts!"
Tell the lies they do, always
T... Read More...
A Sky Unclear
Dust settle, in a road dried by the moon!
Steps begin to wander, at this new dawn!
Pawn of a life ponders till the endlessly;
Growing cloud underneath,
Reaches the sun!
Frown now you ou... Read More...
Escaped
Escaped..
The brick walls don’t suit her anymore,
Neither do the same chores interests her,
What if, the never-ending sky is her roof?
And the earth, which has thousands of stories to tell the bed?
Env... Read More...
When will we meet?
When will we meet?
She replied soon
neither her soon came
nor did she
like swallows during the winter
she too did flee.
The swallows are bound to return
but she is free
I yearn her
ne... Read More...
Kill The Child
Kill the child!
Maniacs, psychopaths and thieves,
Surrounding me!
Holding out their hands in the air,
Just to murder me!
With a sweet tooth of lies, withering!
A child that I once wa... Read More...
How I Wish You Were Here
How I wish, you were here,
here by my side, helping me to surf along with the tides,
tides of your remembrance, whirlpool of your thoughts,
which doesn't heal me, but just hurts,
hurts you're not here, hurt... Read More...
He Doesn’t Know
He doesn't know that everything she writes is about him.
Her poems, her stories everything.
Its the way she loves him through literature.
Penning down the memories, a journal of euphoria.
He doesn't know.
... Read More...
कठपुतली-जो चल्दै छे आर्कैले चालेको चाल्मा |
कठपुतली
आमा, त्यो छैँटिको दिन के लेखाएउ मेरो निधारमा ?
आज यती कुरा भोगिरहेछु मैले,
अरुको कुरा त छोड्देउ,
जसलाई पूजा गर्छेउ सधैं तिमीले, मेरो भाग्य बिगार्यो त्एसैले |
के तिमीले मलाई यती कम्जोर ठानेकी थि... Read More...