Tag Archives: Literature

Poem : Nymph

~Arjun Dahal~ She rose from the surface of water, with wet hair, and twinkling eyes. Drops of water running from her cheeks, when dazzled up,

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Story : Three hundred rupees

~Manjushree Thapa~ Rohit’s eyes were open but he wasn’t seeing much: a haze of trees, a block of buildings blurred in the yellow-blue hues of dawn: Kathmandu. He was sick of the way the bus rattled his bones and tired of … Continue reading

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Poem : The Ruins of Man

~Arjun Dahal~ The name, constructed by the rejections, over 300 times by the journals, and tireless effort of day and nights, have got vanished in the sand.

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Poem : Few Lines With My Pen

~Arjun Dahal~ Upon generalising the confessions post, and analysing the things going on, finally, I’ve concluded, that almost everything are revolving,

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Poem : An Apology for the Mistake of Speaking Truth

~Pravin Rai Jumeli~ I said, the fox of time is much shrewd he explained that all these infant-enterprises are only plays further I add, the tall sky is also an illusion

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Poem : The Waiting

~Pravab Dhakal~ I’ve been standing tall and strong All around this corner With haunting memories Just to watch you pass by. My bones have been rust Due to the cold striking wind But the worth of your waiting Has made … Continue reading

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Poem : To The Ghost

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Poem : Child Rights And The Street Boys

~Abhishek Bhandari~ I walked through the streets I walked through the lanes I see the folks mistreats And I feel their tearful pains. They revealed their ragged backs They showed their severish shelter

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Poem : A mess

~Shrisha Tuladhar~ When the world’s on the start I’m still on the ways And the ways to make things right And when the world’s looking beautiful I pop to mess things up

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Poem : Black Shoe

~Samrat Upadhyay~ Horny is a black shoe inside a dog. The dog ate the black shoe when it was dumb. The dog ate the black shoe as it ran down a flattened street and the sky opened to something like … Continue reading

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Poem : When i missed you the most

~Pravab Dhakal~ The Water reflects the Moon when the Darkness covers up the Sky You give me hope when i am lost in the loneliness The River is flowing

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Poem : Into the Void

~Arjun Dahal~ Once upon a time, I used to had friends, to go insane, crazy, and wild. Those days, where have they gone? Now, vanished in the pages of calender, will they ever return?

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Critic Essay : Nepali Poetry and the Globe

~Prabodh Devkota~ Experiment, lab, test-tuberefugee, blood, deaththe roaring of the bombthe upheaval of human lamentations and cries. Hello! Welcome to the world of modernity. I heard the sounds. I saw the people, but when I touched them, they turned out … Continue reading

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Non-fiction : The Surrealist: One Day that made difference- Would you believe it?

~Arjun Dahal~ People say non-fiction is an art of writing or basically, a skill of a writer to interpret the real things happened, in the paper, like the same as painter paints any materials on the canvas. And this story … Continue reading

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Poem : On a holiday

~Abhijit Adhikari~ Going are we on a holiday To a great place on earth The place that is unknown to anyone The place that no one has ever felt

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Story : He

~Kamal Manandhar~ He is little taller than an ‘average’. Muscular body, smart & alert. His eyes twinkling & keen enough as if too wise. Little rough & sometimes fierce too. Altogether totally masculine. He mostly wants to stay closer to … Continue reading

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Poem : Mandatory ! !

~Shah Pravinchandra Kasturchand~ Yesterday I composed a poem. To-day I cancelled it all, A to Z. Again today I compose it again. So that I can rub it tomorrow. I learned this exercise from Sun.

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Poem : I Believe

~Arjun Dahal~ I believe, as a religious, God will return the favor. I believe, as a spiritualist, Karma will pays the bills off. I believe, as an atheist,

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Translated Poem : Here There Without Care

~Bhim Darshan Rokka~ Translation : Maya Watson Here there without care mimicking white cloud don’t let me make for the sky abandoning the Earth

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Poem : Poem of You

~Kamal Kumar~ I collected the most beautiful moments of life, I gathered the color of joys. With a brush of happiness, on the canvas of dream, I sketched all the emotions I had, and I got the Picture of you.

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Poem : Palace In The Sun

~Arjun Dahal~ I find you, In the rhythm of my music, saa….re….ga…ma…. and every notes played, drags me, melts me,

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Story : Daisy

~Asmita Aryal~ It was the season of Autumn.One Monday I was walking along the bank of a river stepping on the brown and golden leaves that were parted from the trees.The green leaves on the trees seemed to be angry … Continue reading

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Poem : I Forget

~Kamal Kumar~ I am happy happier than I look you see, I am sad Sadder than I look I forgive more than I do I forget

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Poem : A Milk-Maid

~Eagam Khaling~ Who am I— A matter or Energy? Krishna! Play your flute— I want to travel through space and time

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Story : Why, love?

~Pralisha Adhikari~ May 1, 2016-The flashlight on his phone penetrated through the dark room (now bright) ominously spread in front of him. On opening the door to the terrace, he was hit by a chill blow of January wind while he … Continue reading

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Essay : The First Reader of Story

~Eagam Khaling~ The existence of story shows rationality of a human being. On this meaning, creativity presupposes human life as such. It is all about human life and everything that is related to human world. Sometimes, complexity of story may … Continue reading

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Micro Story : Black Tika

~Eagam Khaling~ Outside the house, there are political controversies, talks on fall of humanity and rumors of death of God. Whenever

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Translated Poem : You

~Ismael Subba~ What do you like? Say,if your life seems to be like a wilderness, What do you like? Have you ever said sometimes, My life is beautiful, Or its important for me to Play my role…..

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Translated Poem : Atonement Image

~R. M. Dongol~ Translated by Yuyutsu Sharma Wind launched an assault on the green leaves of the tree and the clouds unable to bear the pangs smashed their headpieces on the dried-up riverbed of the night, vomiting blood. Vomiting blood … Continue reading

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Micro Story : Sita-

~Eagam Khaling~ A young man walked slowly from the first letter ‘S’ to ‘i’ and pronounced the syllable ‘Si’ then from the third letter ‘t’ to ‘a’ and

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Essay : Ghahsee

~Eagam Khaling~ Whenever there is a celebration of Bhanujayanti (the birthday celebration of famous Nepali poet ‘Bhanubhakta Acharya) I do remember his poem ‘Ghahsee’. When I was in my primary school we also had Bhanujayanti celebration where we recited some … Continue reading

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Translated Poem : Iraq War

~Purna Infada~ Translated by Yuyutsu Sharma From the sky are dropping bombs even before delicate lips can quiver to smile a little. In a tiny children’s brains are intermittently bursting, tragic bombs

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