Surendra Bhandari

[Surendra Bhandari @Nirvanasur2]

शुभ रात्री🙏

[Surendra Bhandari @Nirvanasur2]

@bhailiusha बदलिनुपर्छ भन्ने आवाजलाई तलैबाट निषेध गरिएको थियो।यधपी, नहुनु मामा भन्दा कानु मामा निको।

[Surendra Bhandari @Nirvanasur2]

❤️

[Tirtha Gurung @TirthaGrg]

मेरा फोटोग्राफर साथी @PremPahchu आफै क्रपुमा क्यामेरा अगाडि पोज दिँदै ।❤️✌️
#ताङतिङ #मादी

[Surendra Bhandari @Nirvanasur2]

बधाई ! तीर्थ👏👏❤️

[Tirtha Gurung @TirthaGrg]

#हिउँको_गीत

[Surendra Bhandari @Nirvanasur2]

❤️🙏

[Mingmar Sadhana @Upasika1]

Waiting (2)
could be you’ve become a star in the sky
may the divine force aid you in your flight
the garland I’ve kept carefully
has become dry
waiting for the answers to how and why
spring was just a dream
summer a beautiful lie
autumn in my soul
winter in 🖤
monsoon in eyes

[Surendra Bhandari @Nirvanasur2]

u come 2 me
with tears in my eyes 🥲❤️

[Mingmar Sadhana @Upasika1]

@LeonWalder2 October🍁
u come 2 me
with clear blue skies
I greet you like a long-lost friend
with tears in my eyes
u come 2 me
with a hint of winter on the breeze
I breathe you in along with memories
u come 2 me
with falling leaves whose green is gone
tell me should I let go or hold on?

[Mingmar Sadhana @Upasika1]

@maunata_ma sometimes
silence
solitude
a cup of coffee
deep thoughts
memories
and
the favourite corner at home
become our best friends…

Nepali poem of @maunata_ma
(Maun Akshyar) translated by @Upasika1

[Mingmar Sadhana @Upasika1]

@dil_nisani Nearby the Mediterranean Sea
close to the banks of the Dead Sea
or maybe the sands of Galilee
akin to the setting sun
fell our Bipin
in eternal peace
much love we are sending
condolences of ages we’re offering!

*Note: Original poem in Nepali by @dil_nisani
Translation:@Upasika1

[Tirtha Gurung @TirthaGrg]

मेरो तर्फबाट @SangrilaBooks लाई पनि हार्दिक बधाई !

[NepalPress @NepalPressnp]

तीर्थ गुरुङको आख्यान ‘हिउँको गीत’ सार्वजनिक
#NepalPress
https://t.co/YdD5kqJ1RB

[Tirtha Gurung @TirthaGrg]

हार्दिक निमन्त्रणा !🙏
#हिउँकोगीत

[Surendra Bhandari @Nirvanasur2]

बधाई तीर्थ

[Tirtha Gurung @TirthaGrg]

पहिलो स्पर्श #हिउँकोगीत

[Prem Gurung @PremPahchu]

दोश्रो उपन्यास "हिउँको गीत" लिएर आएकोमा हार्दिक बधाई छ तीर्थ ।

#हिउँकोगीत #तीर्थगुरुङ #prempahchuphotography

[Tirtha Gurung @TirthaGrg]

At Pokhara Art Gallery

[Surendra Bhandari @Nirvanasur2]

@Upasika1 @manishjhanepal Beautiful ❤️

[Mingmar Sadhana @Upasika1]

@YonghangPradipL This is what happened in this lifetime…

Sometimes some words
shake us more than an earthquake…
bury us deeper than a landslide…
sweep us away further than a flood…
blow us away higher than a whirlwind…

In this lifetime, this is what happened…
Sometimes some words…

[Mingmar Sadhana @Upasika1]

I won't write poems anymore
I won't write poems anymore
How can I write of beauty, love, flowers
Butterflies, monsoon showers
When my country weeps
Blood, sweat, tears
Fellow citizens
Lose their lives
At the hands of treacherous neighbours
Pen write fire
Sun & moon of beloved 🇳🇵

[Mingmar Sadhana @Upasika1]

@ericcoliu @LeonWalder2 Nepal will remain
as long as the sun-moon
remain in the sky
our flag bears witness
plains, hills, mountains
resonate with this cry
till the blood of ancestors runs
we’ll raise the khukuri high
for sell outs, treachery is a way of life
for patriots, love for🇳🇵can never die

[Mingmar Sadhana @Upasika1]

@pallavi31 @wisdom_joh57536 even in the quiet
the silent
scream of longing
is audible

echoes fading
into the horizon
intangible
yet caught in an
etheric recording

an overwhelming feeling
of everything
unspooling into nothing
but in that nothing
is contained everything

I tell solitude

[Mingmar Sadhana @Upasika1]

life lines drawn
from there to here
wind blown
dispersed in the air
wave swept
dissolved in the sea
choice led me
chance broke every boundary
hope whispers greater than fear
a line in just a point in time
a shifting sign
to the change in rhythm, I align
to what remains, is there

[Mingmar Sadhana @Upasika1]

@JeffreyFBarken the story of the night is coming to an end
holding on to hope that dawn’s round the bend
the ember retains its spark
though buried in the dark
even in the ash & dust
there’s a lesson I trust
it takes time to nurture the flame
perseverance name of the game
just be
smell the coffee