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A Life of Luxury: The Hollow Pursuit

Rameshwar Yadav In the world today, we chase a fleeting dream, A life of luxury, a never-ending scheme. With every step, we run and race,

My Valentine

Santosh Kumar Pokharel (Dedicated to the loving hearts on Valentine’s Eve) Admit that some faces In heart use to shine. In fact, they’re all fine—

The choice is yours

Jayant Sharma Words are clay, moulded by hands, shaped by intent. Place them gently, and they build bridges. Place them carelessly, and they become walls.

Will I Get justice?

Bhuwan Thapaliya  My heart and my mind, they used to be the best of friends. Closely locked in each other’s arms, they waltzed together in

No More Walls

Rameshwar Yadav No more walls to break our stride, No more fences built with pride, No more lines to draw apart, Let’s build with love,

The Egoist Daughter of My Father

Rinki Jha Rishika Translated from Maithili by Ayodhyanath Choudhary Since childhood, I have nurtured the habit of keeping myself aloof from all being aloof from

Notes of Silent Times

Pain There’s hunger And there’s food too But if the distance between hunger and food Is like the one between the earth and the sky

O’ Brother

Taijas Sharma O’ brother Please believe it Don’t you to God But upon your trade Upon your arms Upon your bread. O’ brother Please hear

The Gardener

Yubaraj Bhandari I have not planted you in my eyes, but in the deepest garden of my heart, where the soil is tender. To love

Poem: My Secret Diary

Sanu Patel In the quiet corners of the world Nestled within the confines of simple cover Lies a world unknown to others, Away from prying