Dream seen yesterday
- by Jagrit Acharya
A fantasy submerged in a surreal thought A desire that your childish pride sought
Slammed
Girl with many roles
- by Moin Uddin
And there he was ignoring me like he hadn't known me I wished that he would come and talk to me
Love me or love me not!
- by Sonam Lama
Love me or love me not I am the morning dew drop Bloomed from your heart Glistened by the ray
It’s high time we start right now
- by Khagendra BC
We dreamt, dreamt, and are dreaming very big Isn’t it too much of dreaming?
Keep moving
- by Moin Uddin
The time is limited and I have so much to do The struggle is real but I need to move I can't get stuck and drown my fate That's why I am working hard at every minute.
Subvert life
- by Dipendra Thapa
Close the window, lock up the door And feel the tremor of the floor Tell me, how it feels to sit under the sword of Damocles
My Words
- by Suraj Marahatta
My words aren't usually backed up by the facts Tempted to fathom rather than to memorize
Life full bombshell
- by Diksha Yadav
Life is full of bombshells, Just we need is little patience and courage,
She
- by Arjun BK
A queen of the beauty Is peeping from the Windows of my heart A Prince will come to take her In a beautiful cart.
A mother’s unconditional love
- by Krishna Bhandari
You kept me nine months in your womb, Like a heavy weight on your head.
Journey within self
- by Amrit Poudel
While the dusk takes the leave And the starry night paints the sky With Paper, pen and lamp I set out on a journey with Alexander supertramp Not into the wild
I tried
- by Sandhya Adhikari
I was wandering down the lane the other day. I tried to divert my sense, tried to react chill, tried to vanish, tried to disregard,
Mother
- by Prakash Pradhan
Left within the thought of lonely mind, I’m roamin’ around to find her Carry out my four and my hommies Uff.. another misery has come to sweet surrender.
Fire and Ice!
- by Sonam Lama
Amidst the accessories of crockeries I rise! I rise above the encircled boundaries Of four walls,
Rare can earn it
- by Aastha Ghimire
"Respect" is on the list An auction never heard before High price it has Desperate people with lack of dough Virtue, the cost of respect Precisely, golden means I suppose, Very few can afford to take it home.
Officials into corruption
- by Sumit Shrestha
Where is true and pure justice? When a victim needs it most Where is our professing government? When they take relief by her first