- Islam Abdain Baluch
- October 15, 2023
The Immortal Love of Rumi and Shams | Story | Islam Baluch
The day was shaping up to be eventful, with the morning passing quicker than usual and the sky hanging low
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- Pratik Ghimire
- March 4, 2023
विश्वकप नदेखेको म | Nepali Poem | Pratik Ghimire
२००२ मा ब्राजिलले विश्वकप जित्दा, मेरा बाले, काखे बालक मलाई, दुई हात उफार्दै, अबोध अवस्थामा नै, ब्राजिल समर्थक बनाएका थिए
- Hero Limbu
- February 25, 2023
बटुवा | Nepali Poem
तिमी जुन रहेछाै म जुनमा लागेकाे धब्बा रहेछु । तिमी फूल रहेछाै म फूलमा भिझाउने काँडा रहेछु । टाढा नै
- Monalisa Parida
- February 21, 2023
SILVER TONGUE | Poem | Monalisa Parida
The bench is alone in the park. There is nothing to do Except to reminisce about the Autumn and Spring,
- Monalisa Parida
- November 1, 2022
HASTE IN LOVE | Monalisa Parida
One word that everyone loves to hear, One feeling that everyone wants to feel. It’s complex yet a beautiful feeling,
- Suman Bhattarai
- April 24, 2022
Nepali Poem | उपहार | Suman Bhattarai
जसरी तीर्थमा चढाएको प्रसाद भक्तको होइन ईश्वरको हो.. त्यसरी नै तिम्रो यादहरुको तीर्थयात्रामा पुण्य कमाएको केही हरफ कविताहरु सबै तिम्रै
- Ananta Kumar Singh
- March 20, 2022
Oh! My Dear Face | Poem | Ananta Kumar Singh
Oh! My Dear Face Oh! My Dear Face Never be upset I didn’t come to pimples I didn’t come to
- Abdurasulova Maftuna
- March 18, 2022
My Uzbekistan | English Poem | Abdurasulova Maftuna
Uzbekistan is my motherland, my homeland, My beautiful gardens, like in the heaven. The greatest in the history, the brightest
- Abdurasulova Maftuna
- March 14, 2022
English Poem | Because Of You, I Cut The Flower Of My Heart
English Poem Fate has met you to me suddenly, Still, embarrassed turned its face. The garden we walked in, and
- Bipin Tiwari
- February 22, 2022
Nepali Poem | सोचमा म एक उच्छृङ्खल विदारित | Bipin Tiwari
सुदूर एक सँगिनीले भनेकी थिइन् कृपया तपाईं आफू भएर होइन अरू भएर सोचि दिनु वा त सोच्नु अघि अरुको स्थान
- Jeevan Labh
- February 20, 2022
Uddan | उडान | English Poem | Jeevan Labh
Tiny scattered moments, Sprinkled on the garden of memories. Strolling, barefoot, on them It feels I’ve wandered too far. Now
- Jeevan Labh
- February 12, 2022
Dashrath ‘दशरथ’ | Poem by Jeevan Labh
My son has left me, Such a curse you’ve given him, My dearest. Fourteen years in wilderness, And I live