तपाईंले छान्नुभएको विधा : English article Nepali Writer

Poem : Death of Poet

~Eagam Khaling~ Poetry knocks the door of Heart Resisting it, is a prick, if not A half-death’ Complete death is better than half But death has to be death first Then it’s better to die. Many were unwritten, Few were … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Life’s Like That

~Eagam Khaling~ Sometime, I have to lose a game For my delicate dreams. Sometime, I have to leave the battle For my loving parents. Sometime, I have to be black, Red, green and white too— Just for wining one’s heart … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Differentiating With Respect To Time

~Arjun Dahal~ The nature defines, An unbiased function, But, explicit of time, That expands, Sometimes binomially,

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Poem : Nostalgia

~Eagam Khaling~ Oh yes! Dear, you came, I was supposed to meet you, the ‘She’ Just a moment ago ‘She’ was here On the serene bank of this stream— Singing ‘Her’ songs

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Poem : Selfie

~Shiva Bhusal~ It took us so many years to adjust inside a single frame, to be under the same umbrella when it’s raining heavily, to come close and smile together, to see each other’s face and wonder how easily we … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Present pinned in a natucha*

~Sudhir Kwabi~ Today, Reflecting childish behavior Bonny hands, with natucha, are searching for bright future in stinking plastic bags and gloomy rags Tomorrow, the called-pillar of the country will be lying under the unknown bridge

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Poem : Winter Silence

~Arjun Dahal~ Silence demystified, Trailblazer, Tranquilizer, Transcendental,

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Poem : When The Sun Burns Red

~Arjun Dahal~ The lips blossoms like a flower, Drawn from the pistils- seven generations long, Rages the smile, Grazed by the fingernails polished white, Hiding the horizons of her etherealness.

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Poem : Leaving Myself

~Bishwa Sigdel~ 1. Happiness with myriad arms could fly to me on the wings of the wind, from where I left it, at a fork in the road. Instead, I lifted Sorrow, waiting at the fork of two roads, with … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Story : A Beautiful Teacher

~Eagam Khaling~ Apurva Pradhan was a first year’s English honours student of Saint Augustine’s College, in Darjeeling. She had lost her mother twelve years ago. She was provided many things that she demanded but there were some demands which her … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Person surviving in dream

~Sudhir Kwabi~ That person Waken up in the down Felling morning is at door In reality It wasn’t there He penetrates a nail in his soul then hanged his dream and again counted Then, he leaves his home and follows … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Fragrance of Jasmine

~Pemba Norbu Shepa~ Night is about to cease her length Empress moon begins to dim Silent is the dawn Trees still In the lonely dim street Maneuver I With the several quick steps

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Story: Yes i am selfish

~Sopneel Badal~ “I haven’t searched shortcuts tools to be happy in life as I never concern others to make me happy”. Thus I am selfish. I learned where selflessness doesn’t work selfishness work. Why bother in this world who always … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Prove me, Wrong !

~Milson Rai~ I always want to have a glimpse, Of your lips. I adore you & doesn’t matter what the World believes. Prove me, WRONG! I always thrive for your smile And full of innocence. With no wonder, my mind … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Love !!!

~Milson Rai~ <1> Oh! So, from where shall I start this Our druery is just too fascinating. I enjoy every single bit of you, I wish I’d always be with you smooching. <2> I mightn’t be that amorevolous, you see … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Exam !

~Milson Rai~ 1> You don’t need me, I don’t need you But we both end up meeting each other. Coz you’ve no right, I can’t be judged by you But we both are compelled to be together. 2> The limit … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : I Can Only Pray

~Gopal Prasad Bashyal~ They cannot give you back what has been lost during the ebbs and flows in the colors and shades of life those words i spoke to you as i covered you in a green sheet and as … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Story : Waiting for the Grandmother

~Mahesh Paudyal~ “Row me to the other bank, dear boatswain, and for that I will give you a golden ring,” said little Naini to the boatman, who ferried passengers across the Karnali River. The sun had just risen, and it … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Story : Rajeev, Where Art Thou?

~Bikrant Koirala~ Sometimes you need to free yourself. Give yourself a space wherein you can explore the possibilities you have seldom considered, may be you can go beyond the limit you have always wanted to but you simply didn’t dare. … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Light

~Jayraj Bhattarai~ I live in utter darkness Sun- You have failed to illuminate my path, moon- You refused to radiate my trail The path, the trail that could’ve connected me and my light

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Essay : The Box

~Bikrant Koirala~ Cigarettes, televisions, shoes and perhaps in some cultures dead bodies too, they all have their own boxes. Some are small, some bulky, some may be black and some white. Despite of their physical attributes, they all are boxes … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Memoir : Jitendra Bardewa : Jaded and faded too soon!

~Peter J Karthak~ The season: The last Dashain day in the 1980s. The place: Chowk Bazaar of Darjeeling. The time: Nine pm. The persona: Jitendra Bardewa and Deo Prakash Rai. The first the chief of the Folk Entertainment Unit of … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

विधा : Memoir | | प्रतिकृया छोड्नुहोस्

Poem : Beautiful World

~Lekhnath Kafle ‘Rajan’~ Beautiful World Those eyes….. Which can observe an intense light in the darkened cave Which can view rainbow everytime in the sky Which only see the dreams

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Poem : You are so beautiful

~Lekhnath Kafle ‘Rajan’~ Angels are jealous on your beauty Moon wants to date with you Flowers are ready to be your cloths Fresh air seems to blow around you Because you are so beautiful

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Story : Disco 8th Avenue

~Bikrant Koirala~ All the things seem so perfect, running smoothly, working out the way you had always liked it to be, but a deviation and it all changes. The temple you are building collapses all of a sudden when you … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Story : Me, She and Them

~Bikrant Koirala~ I couldn’t be in time, is that some kind of grave sacrilege or serious apocalypse that I am to be blamed of. I called her and told, I had some work to do. And I was not lying … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Who Am I ?

~Manish Basistha~ Who am I and where am I from? Where am I going when I will be gone? Why was I here and for what reason? Who was that who had me in vision? Will I be leading an … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Story : A Microbus

~Bikrant Koirala~ A dirty looking boy with a pair of greased jeans, soiled shirt and an old stained white and black handkerchief tied around his neck shouts aloud standing near a microbus. His right hand full of cheap rubber bracelets … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Poem : Yet Again, I Ask!

~Pranika Koyu~ A muse love wrath what am I? Where should i stand? on the crossroads by the side next to you behind you

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Poem : Your Blank Message

~Dr. Deepak Khadka~ Not like a night With pre-positioned stars and moon Or with the sun borne sky Sometime at the noon It was rather like a dawning sky Fresh, clear, silent and quiet Or tranquil, relaxing, waiting For something- … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Story : The Stagnant River

~Jiwan Kshetry~ It was a not-so-cold day of early December on the southern plain of Terai. The fog had just started descending to the land from the sky but the cold proper was yet to grip the population majority of … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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Story : The Other Side

~Bikrant Koirala~ Blood all over, I am covered in blood. My hands are red, my clothes wet with blood. I look my image in the pond, blood runs down the cheeks and drips off my chin. I wash my hands … पढ्नेक्रम जारी राख्नुहोस् ..

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