Writing about journalists: Series-I
By T P Mishra Sept 26: festival matters a lot for me. One of the greatest festivals of Hindu people “DASHAIN” has stepped into everyone’s house—from transparent huts in camps […]
Category: English
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The Man Is Free
By Puranaghare the Jesus is dead the satanous is dead hence the man is free the allah is dead the ossamabin dead Hence, the man is free the krishna is […]
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A Long Distance Love
By tshewang (narangpa) phuntsho At 10 at night, the phone rang on and on. It vexed the dozing Rabsel on his cosy bed. “Who was the caller?” he quizzed Rigdrel […]
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An abrupt encounter
R N Pokharel/ CA, USA When eclipse subdued moon Street lamps too went off In the still of the night Darkness enveloped the entire scene I gave pause to my […]
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Fear Fears With Fearlessness
Yati Raj Ajnabee/Australia Shackled was your father With tyrannous chain. Tearful was your mother With angst and sharp pain. With thine eyes closed You did keep on seeing. And spirit […]
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I AM A MELANCHOLY NIGHT TRAVELLER
D N Kafle Australia I am a night traveller. An uncouth night traveller I am. A distressed traveller laden with the passé political aphorism. Each midnight I wake up to […]
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I am peeping you via breathing in your breath
D N Kafle/ Australia When in the gleaming moon I gaze so high When in my plaintive, in my placid couch I lie When drenched in the incessant and torrential […]
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Wishes for you
R N Pokharel/ CA, USA Sure baby, you win safe tracks All ados, let run away and lost Gather ointment to heal others’ cracks That’s my wish cost. I wish […]
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Unless you come….
D N Kafle/ Australia Thy love, I engraved on the wall of a citadel, Vicious the time he is, he toppled it in a fray. Engraved I, on the heart […]
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I’m still alive…
R.N.Pokharel California, USA A bagful of bliss ‘They’ bagged While I was in my fifteen. Let God knows; What taught them so- What encouraged them so- I know, ‘They’ were […]
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Defeating double bind
R.N.Pokharel Atmosphere above and around Failed to befriend him; So the meteorites stroke his fate. Flimsy wall of his sordid hut Eased him see around from the bed; So he […]
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Pyre on the wrong soil
R.N.Pokharel I heard of his death. News of his no more, Scattered my long awaited dream, Questioners prepared for him Remained unrequited. Oh doer! Damn your cruel deed, A pearl […]
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For the unborn
Rup Narayan Pokharel Sanischare In an early dawn Of late autumn Through ajar window Of a semi-urban house Dropped an eerie epistle. The lassie of the flat Did pick it […]
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Hastened rook
R.N.Pokharel Sanischare What have you got to pour? What next to fore-tell? What might have been… At miles beyond? Oh, hastened rook! On the top of my roof Ensure me. […]
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How the life feels again
Ramesh Gautam Norway The days are screaming And the nights awaiting, For the life deserving. I am scared I am bewildered The life we dreamt of The moments we painted […]
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Absurd justice
Rup N. Pokharel Sanischare The moment the truth is Unanimously proven fraudulent Truthfulness fades, fails and wanes The possessor is then, tagged miscreant And let live in dungeons, Pro tem, […]
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Teen- Fragrance
R N Pokharel CA, USA As always, the day ended Nevertheless, for her, it seemed the longest Dusk added mild stressRestlessness, worry and unseen pain grown. She moves in and […]
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Lozenge for ‘He’
R.N.Pokharel Sanischare When commitment is distorted And the words made are derailed, Illusion smiles and trust lightens Hope withers and progress declines When egoist entity is well laid And of […]
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FOR YOU
Ramesh Gautam Norway Dearest little girl The time has gone now And the moment of departure has approached I am bit scared that the memories remain And will pinch me […]