Quotes by Nepali Authors

Why say then Buddha never carried gun? he didn't play piano, we do not know of him making pictures either.
Suman Pokhrel
Every morningI wake up with the newsof bloodshed.I feel my body,desperate to know whetherI’m still alive.
Suman Pokhrel
I want the fever to grab me forever and want you to be my fever.
Suman Pokhrel
I exist no more, every moment a new being lives inside me.
Suman Pokhrel
I like desires like childrenand their playsthat tease me now and then intoknowing life.
Suman Pokhrel
When this flood blocks the road I am worried more by my soil getting washed, than by getting late to reach my destination.
Suman Pokhrel
In how many minds should I go crazy? Whom should I ask?
Suman Pokhrel
These heads sheltered by umbrellas be they of Zeb-un-Nisa, or Catherine of Cleopatra or Fenichka live with their own stories
Suman Pokhrel
Let us be honest we have praised Angulimala, will make no difference If you convey my salute to Amrapali.
Suman Pokhrel
In this atmosphere Where you have to go perennially crazy only to survive, Which auspicious moment should I choose to become mad?
Suman Pokhrel
Without asking anybody’s advice I turned myself insane sitting under the same sun and the same clouds.
Suman Pokhrel
Should I ask everyone the question that should not have been asked? Or should I turning up to the sky be answering the question that’s not been asked?
Suman Pokhrel
Having been ripped open and drained by the crowd When I enter my home, Many homes seem to be waiting for me to give a shape to this life which is about to perish.
Suman Pokhrel
Silence is the best language to speak in when you have lots of things to say.
Suman Pokhrel
Life’s mystery continued to trouble meA question came to my mind, is freedom dearer than life? or does it become easier to live when life becomes difficult?
Suman Pokhrel
Haunted trees covered behind the curtains of their own leaves stare at the dark from the fringe of streets.
Suman Pokhrel
I am gazing-- desires unaware of destiny frisk about my mindscape like children.
Suman Pokhrel
Desires stay unaware of man’s fragile existence authored by scarcity
Suman Pokhrel
I salute my desires with a bow.were it not for them to come and playmind would be empty just like me.
Suman Pokhrel
Still enveloped in a blanket of dreams he (life) continued to lie still, pretended as if he was in a deep slumber.
Suman Pokhrel
Light jumping out of window is staring the dark from afar.
Suman Pokhrel
The dream too thinks twice, gets filtered to go softto be seated on children's eyes.
Suman Pokhrel
May this night come wearing drunk cloak of love, carrying passionate desires, and intoxication of love! Tonight, may I get so drunk in love that I do not see any dreams!
Suman Pokhrel
Thank God,my name isn’t in the list of thosewho died or werekilled yesterday!
Suman Pokhrel