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Suman Pokhrel Quotes

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

Suman Pokhrel

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

Tags: fever, forever, love

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

Suman Pokhrel

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

Tags: silence, silence speaks

About Author
Suman Pokhrel (Nepali: सुमन पोखरेल; born September 21, 1967) is a Nepali poet, lyricist, playwright, translator and artist. Universities in Nepal and India have included his poetry in their syllabus.
Pokhrel is the sole writer to receive the SAARC Literary Award twice. He received this award in 2013 and 2015 for his own poetry and his contributions to poetry and art in general in the South Asian region.

In this atmosphere Where you have to go perennially crazy only to survive, Which auspicious moment should I choose to become mad?

Suman Pokhrel

In this atmosphere Where you have to go perennially crazy only to survive, Which auspicious moment should I choose to become mad?

Tags: going crazy, madness, survival

These heads sheltered by umbrellas be they of Zeb-un-Nisa, or Catherine of Cleopatra or Fenichka live with their own stories

Suman Pokhrel

These heads sheltered by umbrellas be they of Zeb-un-Nisa, or Catherine of Cleopatra or Fenichka live with their own stories

Tags: catherine, cleopatra, equality, fenichka, zeb un nisa

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

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!

Tags: dreams, love, lovemaking, passion, passionate

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

Suman Pokhrel

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

Tags: dream, life, slumber

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

Suman Pokhrel

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

Tags: darkness, light, love, night

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

Suman Pokhrel

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

Tags: darkness, street, trees

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

Suman Pokhrel

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

Tags: desire, life

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

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.

Tags: home, love

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

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

Tags: flood, migration, rain, worry

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

Suman Pokhrel

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

Tags: ethics, honesty difference

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

Suman Pokhrel

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

Tags: crazyness, ditermination, madness

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

Suman Pokhrel

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

Tags: being

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

Suman Pokhrel

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

Tags: buddha, pictures