Traffic in rush- off

Off

Off: You have shared your part now just be gone.Things do get entwined, they do and I know. But that doesn't mean routes can't be changed.
Nepali Poem On Mother

Sorry Mom

Once my mom said, “if you don’t want a job, get marry and settle with her”. Getting a job and then married Is only the trend. I chose to be a different Live my life on my own. And one thing I found out... Read More...
जिवन के हो ?

जिवन के हो ?

जिवन कसैले दुई चार दिनको सानो यात्राहो भने !! त् कसैले जिवन धेरै लामो छ भनिदिए !! जिवन के हो ? केहि होइन पनि कत्तिले भने !! फेरी कसैले जिवन बडो महत्वपूर्ण छ पनि भने !!   फेरी कतै बाट आवाज आयो जिवन केवल रात ... Read More...

Bad Day

Sometimes I too have a bad day. No not an earthquake Or rape. It is also not about death. No violence or anything. Not suicidal tendencies And despair. Nothing horrible as it sounds Simply, When my i... Read More...
Lose Control

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...
Crazy Psycho

Crazy Psycho

Have anyone called you a psycho or crazy? Not in a kidding way, in a serious form. Or anyone handed you visiting card of psychologist and asked you to visit him? Yes, I have been. I was considered as a m... Read More...
Every Night

A Dark Night

Drowsed by rain, wetter than the ocean Plain to see to the mighty eye Past the present, burning in delighted tune Faces, all of which are mine!   So shine they shall, hovering over the cloud... Read More...
Kill The Child

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...
Walk

A Poetic Walk

These days I take my soul out for a walk along the roads, all alone and compare myself with stuff I see. I set the volume of the music player on my earphone at maximum but still could hear my thoughts ... Read More...

म चाँडै आउँदै छु |

म चाँडै आउँदै छु ….. जुन हातहरुले मलाई पाइला चाल्न सिकाए , आज तिनै हातहरु काँप्दैछन, तिम्रो “ठुलो मान्छे बन्नु!”भन्ने आशिर्वाद पनि लगेछ क्यारे म त यती ठुलो भएछु कि तिम्रो पसिनाले बनाएको हाम्रो मह... Read More...
KALO RAAT

कालो रात…न त तिमी नै आयौ |

यो कालो रात फेरि लिएर आयो तिम्रो याद यि चम्किरहेका ताराहरू लाग्छ म जस्तै बेसाहारा छन् यि शितल पवनहरू अनि झ्याउकिरीका ति तिखा आवाजहरू लाग्छ सबैले लिएर आएका छन् तिम्रा सन्देशहरू जति जति रात बित्दै छ उति उत... Read More...
Became A Poet- Rising Junkiri

I Became a Poet or Did I?

How does one become a poet? What separates a good from the rest? Flowery Language, heightened awareness or penchant for heavenly bodies? Is it the ability to see things as they are not? Or is it the... Read More...