My culture is my language
My language Lacks grammar not cohesion, Lacks prose not poems, Lacks composition not rhythm, Lacks syntax not semantics. Though the…
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A beguiling smile
Your smile, Silently seethes into my veins, Oozes out into my verses, And spills over the pages.
मान्छेको मन
काँच भन्दा कमजोर फूलभन्दा सुन्दर घामभन्दा घमाइलो एउटै त रहेछ यहाँ मान्छेको मन !!! यहाँ स्पर्श बेगरै मान्छेको मन काँचजस्तै…
The death of a poor man, a story
All of a sudden, he shouted in a shrill sound and woke up at 4 in the morning. It was…