There is a revised drawing on my table
Of an ancestral house unstable;
Nicely done, with colorful legend to indicate
The changes for its most modern fate-
“To be dismantled’, ‘to remain same”
And “new walls” to play the latest game!
And at site, I pulled aside a near-rotten frame
But something else fell apart and down it came;
Opps! The older walls were crumbling down
To be redone and to be...
Sunday, June 26, 2022
Monday, June 20, 2022
It is past midnight...
Posted on June 20, 2022by Phanindra Khanal with No comments
It is past midnight so soon;
From between the hills rises the moon;
I didn't keep awake to watch it though,
I am enjoying its lustrous glow!
The halfmoon looks like my teaspoon,
It stirs my mind out of a cocoon,
While its luminous glow seems to propose
My stay deeper into the night, I suppose!
With the clouds, the moon turns maroon,
The color of demand these days in the saloon;
And there, the...
Sunday, June 19, 2022
A tree stood at an edge...
Posted on June 19, 2022by Phanindra Khanal with No comments

A tree stood at an edge of our farm land
As a landmark; firm though not too grand
For a flash of memories of relationship love-hate
And a splash, that was, of bittersweet fate!
The tree is called gante, a local name
And there was another one with the species same
At a water source where I bathed...
Sunday, June 5, 2022
The so-called tenders...
Posted on June 05, 2022by Phanindra Khanal with 2 comments

The so-called tenders and quotation calls
Have always been of certain shortfalls;
Lowest bidder in terms of price is selected
All others, no matter how best, are rejected
Whether it’s for works, services or supply of goods,
Rule books, latest, may appear to spur the moods
But, at a closer look,...
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