My life: stages and changes
Bishnu Adhikari New York, USA Living being has to survive the life by rustling and bustling, sometimes dreaming the brightening race of the rising future, as the wave of life […]
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Flood
TB Chhetri Khudunabari To cause flood is the natural law, But untimely occurring is fatal flaw. It is recommendable to come That takes away impurities some. Vague fact flowing water […]
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Avowal of Founding Chair of Bhutaneseliterature.com
Dear valued readers, writers and community folk, Time is in its own motion, constantly moving with arrays of hopes and optimism, clumsiness and tragedies. We are people whose hearts are […]
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The Song of a River: A Missing Voice in the Symphony of Progress
Yeshey Pelzom USA “No, not yet…because the employment is drying here,” I shout over the phone to my mother-in-law in Nepal, particularly emphasizing on the word drying. It is 2008 […]
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I am only a child
Yeshey Pelzom USA O mother, did you feel that aching nudge? It was I calling you – “Will I ever be with you?” O mother, did you feel that sudden […]
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You Seek
Jalan Bhandari Adelaide, Australia Tears and smiles you have none, Neither heartfelt thanks nor mourning blood But, hope for honesty to some, For which you dive into a river in […]
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I’m Gone
Yati Raj Ajnabee Adelaide, Australia Wave me with your cheery face That’s all I wish to keep on my pace. From us uninterrupted time may depart But we stay in […]
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Royal Wedding Gossip
By Ramesh Gautam Norway 31-year-old Bhutanese King Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck abruptly announced his plans to get married late this year. Though there had been some gossips floated about the […]
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Your Association Keeps our March on[Special Editorial]
We have been making our best effort to reveal the art of expression that has been concealed within by our fellow folk behind which were numerous reasons and are the […]
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Mother’s Day-That Accounts Love
[I still fondly could recall last year’s Mother’s day. It dances before my eyes as a fresh pie. Taken aback in the coincidence, I hardly did respond her the day, […]
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Destruction
While the world Is getting destroyed Our defeat Is strengthening. When you think You are destroying- for good I doubt, You are empowering –for bad Power from being destroyed Nature- […]
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Classico
What is there to write? It’s all been written before We are humans All in all We are humans Thoughts may set us apart We’re still the same art Look […]
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Past Memory
Often in this foreign land, After slumber’s chain frees me, Past memory brings the deeds Of the past around me. The joyous plays of boyhood years, Friendly words then spoken, […]
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My Dream
Welkin Siskin Washington, USA I wonder, Where Ak-47 would be consigned to grave, I wonder, Who would help undo those 9mms? I wonder if batons and brass knuckles are brave […]
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Life
I felt like a bird on wings When I saw the meadow along the coast of my village With green grasses and tall trees With tasty fruits and fat flees […]
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An Experience of Seeking Coral
For a piece of coral I’ve dived into the bottom of colonies of polyps Through the way of your heart! In the core of the Mediterranean Sea! I got a […]
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I cry when I yawn.
I cry when I yawn. My mood is described as the explosion of bombs In the ocean under water, but the surface is calm. I cry when I yawn. The […]
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Why Hatred ???
As a usual routine, I logged on to my yahoo account And was shocked to open an e-mail That read loved ones hating each other But why? Why hatred? Why […]
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Every Thought we Think Today Creates our Future.
What we think today is put into planning tomorrow and executed in the future. What is thought? It is the process which makes us to wander- where and how. It […]
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Love Redefined
Mala Rasaily Katmandu I am Sudha Mehta, a 40-year-old woman happily married for 20 years and presently working in a Government office 9am-5pm. Today is a special day for me […]
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The travail-an aversion
U Sharma Babesha, Thimpu “O—ouch”, shrieked Ramu, throwing the hammer on the river bank. The stoic river rippled silently. “U—ugh!” My thumb is smashed. It’s bleeding profusely”, he spoke in […]
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The Susurrus Of Love
Welkin Siskin Washington, USA The sonace of Shorea Robusta trees, The motion of roving breeze, The Bulbul’s night flaccid and echoing whisper , The rivulets of silent murmur Are the […]
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SELFLESS DRUDGE
He bears pious gift, Runs the wheel of his will On the created road of someone With drops of pious pearl- the sweat. He worries least for being great, Sows […]
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To Cover You Up With Beauty
No fewer actions do I have for her No single melody do I search for her No simpler hope does describe her. To the best of my thought You’re no […]
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Hey My Steady
Welkin Siskin Washington, USA O my epitome of feminine charm, Partings ours be for sooner than later, For shall days ours insisted on be a sham Of unavailing promise of […]
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The Tulip
I cannot transform my tulip For it changes its nature, I sometimes Find it frostier on roadways, and set off Towards it in search of high spirits. My tulip – […]
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Favor Me, Could You Do!
Welkin Siskin Washington, USA In the vault of heaven; Above the perihelion, If no Sun shall melt, Accord me,O maiden! a plain sailing soft lane Off the brume of looming […]
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Frustation
I feel in `x` more tension that`s the reason,Bhutanese Literature I do mention. nowhere I sense promotion!! found myself only in demotion. Don’t know why? I nev’ have had consolation. […]
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Understanding
Understanding as it seems is a very big word Sometimes it can hurt sharper than a sword It’s a different passion of life This can never be cut with a […]
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A happy farmer family
PS Limboo “Nishchal” Sunsari, Nepal The dawn’s gonna crack, The rooster crows alarm clock! “Sanee’s papa, Sanee’s papa,Sanee’s Papa,” Wife of farmer- sleeping beside him -wakes him up. She starts […]