I salute my desires with a bow. were it not for them to come and play mind would be empty just like… — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“Desires stay unaware of man’s fragile existence authored by scarcity” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“I like desires like children and their plays that tease me now and then into knowing life.” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“Merely holding the desire to walk together with someone is not enough if one does not possess the art and aptitude of… — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“While holding desire to walk together with someone, one must possess the art and aptitude of walking together.” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“Let us convert this night; we are breathing together, to a bright morning.” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“To believe is to not only hold others to their word but also to prove ourselves reliable in the guarantees we have offered.” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“The dream too thinks twice, gets filtered to go soft to be seated on children's eyes.” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“Wishing to grab the life with nothingness wanting to erase the sigh of tiredness forgetting myself completely from my being why do I seek… — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
I salute my desires with a bow. were it not for them to come and play mind would be empty just like me. — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“Out here are books and magazines- asleep, carrying the entire world in them, and standing there are walls and windows, staring at me, and… — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“I felt I was getting enraged and losing my speech like them losing their dreams.” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“Life was running, running after a mirage-like desires. I met him, by chance, resting for a night on a bank of Time. observed him… — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“Commands- you're sure to hear from above if you're placed down below.” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“Desires stay unaware of man’s fragile existence authored by scarcity” — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“May I take off clothes covering shame at the border, leaving them hanging on dry trees of arrogance, and run by wearing the rays… — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“I would regard meanings given by others so far as refreshing boon, I would still be enamoured of rose or any heartless flower's smell… — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
