“I’ve brought this city’s dust and smoke home and washed them with my face and clothes, I’ve picked up its raucous sounds and carefully chiseling them have used in my songs, I’ve embellished my poetry by collecting its chaotic scenes,… — Suman Pokhrel Copy Share Image
“What was wafting in the smoke of burning tires? where had time caught in the traffic jam not reaching?” — 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
