
Reminiscing My Adorable Niece Garima
Bharat Chand The phone rang continuously when I was at Pilgrim Book House, Thamel, Kathmandu, foraging for books on my interests. “Where are you, come

Bharat Chand The phone rang continuously when I was at Pilgrim Book House, Thamel, Kathmandu, foraging for books on my interests. “Where are you, come

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,

Sachida Luitel cobblestones hum beneath our feet, and their memories seep through the soles of our shoes— into the trees, into the bark, into the

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—

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.

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

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,

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

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

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
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