Suman Pokhrel Quotes

Life’s mystery continued to trouble meA question came to my mind, is freedom dearer than life? or do...

In this atmosphere Where you have to go perennially crazy only to survive, Which auspicious moment s...

Still enveloped in a blanket of dreams he (life) continued to lie still, pretended as if he was in a...

I exist no more, every moment a new being lives inside me.

Desires stay unaware of man’s fragile existence authored by scarcity

Every morningI wake up with the newsof bloodshed.I feel my body,desperate to know whetherI’m still a...

I want the fever to grab me forever and want you to be my fever.

Without asking anybody’s advice I turned myself insane sitting under the same sun and the same cloud...

These heads sheltered by umbrellas be they of Zeb-un-Nisa, or Catherine of Cleopatra or Fenichka liv...

When this flood blocks the road I am worried more by my soil getting washed, than by getting late to...

Let us be honest we have praised Angulimala, will make no difference If you convey my salute to Amra...

Why say then Buddha never carried gun? he didn't play piano, we do not know of him making pictures e...

Having been ripped open and drained by the crowd When I enter my home, Many homes seem to be waiting...

Silence is the best language to speak in when you have lots of things to say.

Light jumping out of window is staring the dark from afar.

I am gazing-- desires unaware of destiny frisk about my mindscape like children.

In how many minds should I go crazy? Whom should I ask?

Thank God,my name isn’t in the list of thosewho died or werekilled yesterday!

I like desires like childrenand their playsthat tease me now and then intoknowing life.

The dream too thinks twice, gets filtered to go softto be seated on children's eyes.

I salute my desires with a bow.were it not for them to come and playmind would be empty just like me...

Haunted trees covered behind the curtains of their own leaves stare at the dark from the fringe of s...

Should I ask everyone the question that should not have been asked? Or should I turning up to the sk...

May this night come wearing drunk cloak of love, carrying passionate desires, and intoxication of lo...