POEM People have diseased mind so they misrepresent me. They have insanity of violence not
POEM Storm is the magical wave which is beautiful in dark day. Storm is beautiful
POEM Come, old Nepal in your previous state. Be huge and immense to take your
कविता बालुवाटार आसपास तिमी र तिम्रोजस्तै प्रतिबिम्ब भएका चिल्ला मान्छेहरू बस्छन् तिनीहरू खुट्टाले हिँड्दैनन्, हातले
POEM Woman settlement is poor. Woman is dominated from home to outside. It is patriarchy
POEM Pleasure is my artistic creation. Pleasure is writing. Leisure brings the many creations. Leisure
POEM Oh! You are waves from underworld. Your huge coming seems fearful and dreadful. Your
POEM Facts are hidden. False world is loaded. False world is preserved. Truth is lost.
POEM Death is bitch to everybody. Death is beauty of mother to Keats. Death is
POEM Unpolished and uncivilized quarantines are there. No facilities are there. It may cause Corona