love gazal
Love Literature, Love Gazal, Love Nepal
Sunday, March 8, 2020
Tuesday, February 20, 2018
BSC.CSIT TU Negligence Against Revolution Poem
बन्ध हडताल कता गए, ४ बर्षे course ५, ६ बर्षे हुनेभए |
जिन्दगी तनाब र धिर्मीर लाग्छ, प्रधानमन्त्री CCTV भन्ने भए |
गठबन्धन माओवादी एमाले सुने जस्तो लाग्छ,
प्राविधिक शिक्षा अप्राविधिक होकी जस्तो लाग्छ |
Frontend, Backend, Database गफैगफमा जाने भयो
HTMl, C, C++, Java, MySQL exam मा मात्रै सिमित भयो |
रट्नेलाई त ठिकै छ Topper पनि होइजालन
तर विचरा Market मा ओ bhai, Software Application
Any of WordPress, Php, Android, .net for backend
Any of React JS, Bootstrap, Framework for Frontend
Any of Oracles, MySQL for Database भन्दा चाल पाउलान |
Digital Marketing, Networking Pani उस्तै छ Salary alli Kaam 6aa,
बरु Cyber Security ma Scope छ तर के गर्नु BSC.CSIT ma esko Lack छ
हाम्रो पढाई यस्तै छ, सबैलाई थाहै छ,
TU Dean sir लाई माथिको आदेश छ
४ बर्षे Course लाई ५, ६ बर्षे बनाउन उहालाई खासै गारो पो के छ,
होइन त Dean jiu |||
जिन्दगी तनाब र धिर्मीर लाग्छ, प्रधानमन्त्री CCTV भन्ने भए |
गठबन्धन माओवादी एमाले सुने जस्तो लाग्छ,
प्राविधिक शिक्षा अप्राविधिक होकी जस्तो लाग्छ |
Frontend, Backend, Database गफैगफमा जाने भयो
HTMl, C, C++, Java, MySQL exam मा मात्रै सिमित भयो |
रट्नेलाई त ठिकै छ Topper पनि होइजालन
तर विचरा Market मा ओ bhai, Software Application
Any of WordPress, Php, Android, .net for backend
Any of React JS, Bootstrap, Framework for Frontend
Any of Oracles, MySQL for Database भन्दा चाल पाउलान |
Digital Marketing, Networking Pani उस्तै छ Salary alli Kaam 6aa,
बरु Cyber Security ma Scope छ तर के गर्नु BSC.CSIT ma esko Lack छ
हाम्रो पढाई यस्तै छ, सबैलाई थाहै छ,
TU Dean sir लाई माथिको आदेश छ
४ बर्षे Course लाई ५, ६ बर्षे बनाउन उहालाई खासै गारो पो के छ,
होइन त Dean jiu |||
Friday, December 1, 2017
Love Gazal: Amazing Feeling Appears Once in Life.
Written by Achyut Gauli |
मान्छेको भिडमा आज,
मान्छे बन्न खोज्दा
कुन बेला रहरको शितल
गिरेछ पत्तै भएन |
नदिनु थियो दिल,
दीइयछ कत्ति खेर
देखावोटीको बिगबिगी
चलेको पत्तै भएन |
जल्दैछ यो मनमा,
त्यो प्रश्नले जरा गाडेर
बोलाईमा जलन र कटुता
गरेको पत्तै भएन |
नबोल्नु थियो भने, नबोलेकै
हुन्थ्यो जाती
निच्च हासो र नौटंकी
स्वांग पारेको पत्तै भएन |
दिल जलेको सायद,
थाहा होला उनलाई
सामुन्नेमा अरुले
छुदा दुखेको पत्तै भएन |
नहुनु थियो यस्तो,
किन हुन्छ खाली
शान्त यो मन अशान्त
भएको पत्तै भएन |
प्रश्न छ उनलाई, दिल
दुखाउने काम नगर
बरु टाढा बस
सामुन्नेमा छुदा दुखेको पत्तै भएन|
Wednesday, April 19, 2017
Romantic moment at phone you may have once in a life. :)
Written by Achyut Gauli |
निदाउनै पाइनन phone र sms किन हो नि कुननी
रिसै उठेर आउछ अत्ती धेरै भएपछि
तै पनि मन किन मान्थ्यो phone बिशेष भएपछि ||
अधेरीको रात अनि फोनको साथ भएसम्म
दुनिया सारा कता हो कता सिममा balance रहेसम्म
सुन्दा रमाइलो लाग्छ सम्झिदा अझ बढी
यस्तै छ बिचीत्र phone, phone बिशेष भएपछि ||
कहिले काही डर लाग्छ बेस्त भको थाहा पाउदा
तै पनि चिन्ता छैन Network Problem भको भन्दा
जसले जेनै भनेपनी Ringtone आखिर बझी हाल्छ
फोन नगरु भन्दा पनि Balance Transfer आइहाल्छ ||
स्वरको जादु चलेर हो कि भनाइको पनि
फोन आउन छोड्ने होइन जत्ती गाली गरेपनि
छण मै रुन्छन छण मै मुस्कुराउछ्न पनि
यस्तै छ अन्तर मनको स्वर फोन बिशेष भएपछि ||
मजा लाग्छ फोन, Facebook, Internet पनि
Google मै हराइन्छकी क्यारे Opera Mini मा पनि
सम्झिदानी दिक्क लाग्छ YouTube को कथा
Download जत्ती गरेपनी फोनको गफमै मजा ||
बहुउपयोगी फोन सबको हातमा हुन्छ
एकै Call को भरमा सारा संसार चल्छ
जस्ले जेनै भने पनि फोनमा भने पुगने
सुन्दरी र सुरा सब Facebook मै भुल्ने||
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Friday, April 14, 2017
Happy New Year 2074
Its 2074, the day!
I really wanna to remember them
Who really cares and matters, no matters in my life
And gives tranquility of pleasure and happiness
Who knows, who have thought of?
What about me, at the past.
That really no matter’s, at all
And I don’t care at the present, indeed.
Only matter’s here is, what I give to them
And how they react, no more!
I only remember the day,
I used to sleep in my mother’s lap,
And she runs her fingers around my hairs.
How beautiful that day was,
When I forgot of being maturity
And being an innocent son of my mother’s
Really it matter’s in my life
Me and My Mothers, no more
Now I have a sense of,
Who am I? Of being maturity
With full of sorrows and tenn’s
When I left my mother’s lap
And rush for this fake world.
Every steps of my life
I learned to make new and new friends, and made.
Some really have a sense of, who am I?
Some may none.
That no matters indeed, in my life.
Only matters here is; how they intimate with me
And how truly they are,
So, I started to make friends, more and more.
Who really cares about me and my presence?
Who really have a joy of being me?
And willing to mix with my colors
But even, I would like to remember them
Who really don’t care about me and my presence?
Who always have a jealous and upset with me?
But truly they are the one
Who really gives me a sense of go ahead
And boost up my integrality
So I remember to them as well
Who really don’t care about me and my presence?
But have some sorts of positiveness upon me
So It’s 2074 the day!
I really wanna to remember them
Who really care and matters, no matters in my life
And give tranquility of pleasure and happiness.
Saturday, March 25, 2017
SLAM POEM : Dedicated to those who really understand the feeling of love.(First Time in Life with Love Slam)
The whole world would
be,
When I have no mistake,
When you have no mistake
Surely, it would be worthful to tell.
I have some feeling,
And I have some love to tell.
But, sorry to say, future will not be our’s
And never had become the past.
But still my heart rush away at your presence.
I frequently asked within myself,
Why that’s feeling come to me.
Why I try to pick a single among mingles?
But no answer within myself.
But no answer within your face.
Every time when I attempt to speak
Why my heart push me away
Why my heart rush away.
I still became the dumb,
You still became the dumb.
We just stare and smile, no more.
If that day couldn’t be ours.
But that could be,
When I could say something, about the feeling.
When your heart rush away at my presence and smile within
your face.
When your eyes become wide,
And your ears willing to listen, my word.
How beautiful, the world would be
When I have no mistake,
When you have no mistake
Surely, it would be worthful to tell.
I have some feeling,
And I have some love, to tell.
I love the nature and you,
As like the way in a nature way.
I don’t like the mimic of smiles that fades away
And pretending to be in love as today’s world.
I love the way in a lotus way,
How real and beautiful with secret of privacy.
So, I feel the breath and see the world in my own way.
I dream!
How beautiful, it could be
If you have, what I expected,
And if I have, what you expected
But it’s worthless to say
You are different, I am different
Then how could we would be the same
Then how could we would be the same.
But incase if that becomes virtual like a mirror
How happy we would be,
And how romantic we would be
When I have no mistake,
When you have no mistake
Surely, it would be worthful to tell.
I have some feeling,
And I have some love, to tell.
Tuesday, March 14, 2017
Songs: Heart touching lyrics
Written by Achyut Gauli |
मलाई छोडी जान्छौ भने, नजाउ भन्दीन ||
माया अन्तै लाउछौ भने, नलाउ भन्दीन ||
आउला झ्ल्को तिमलाई पनि कुनै बेलामा
बिताएका यादहरु मेरै साथमा ||
ओइली जाने जिन्दगी हो फुल बराबर
आसा गर्छौ भमरकै हुनन कतै भर् ||
सुबास मीठो प्रकृतीको आफ्नै पाराको
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Thursday, February 2, 2017
LOVE Poem: ( You Must Read and Listen )
Note: Taken from Ricardo |
It hurts to love
someone not be
loved in return.
But what is more painful is to
love someone and never find
the courage to let that
person
know how you feel
May God wants us to meet
a few wrong
people before meeting the
right ones, so that when we
finally meet the right
person, we will know how
to be grateful for that gift.
Love is when you take
away the feeling, the
passion and the romance
of a relationship and find
out you still care for that
person.
A sad thing in life is when you
meet someone who means a
lot to you, only to find out
that in the end it was never
meant to be and you just have
to let go..
When the door of happiness
closes another
opens, but often times we
look so long at
the closed door but we don't
see the one which has been
opened for us..
The best kind of friend is the
kind you can just be with,
never say a word and then
walk away feeling like it was
the best conversation you've
ever had..
It is true that we don't know
what we've got until we lose it..
but it is also true that we don't
know what we've been missing
until it arrives...
Giving someone all your love is
never an assurance that they love
you back. DON'T expect love in
return.. just wait for it to grow in
their heart... but if it doesn't, be
content it grew in yours!
There are things you'd love
to hear.. that you will never
hear from the person whom
you'de like to hear them
from.. but don't be so deaf
as not to hear it from the
one who says it from their
heart
Never say goodbye if you
still want to try.. Never give
up if you still feel you can go
on.. Never say you don't love
a person anymore if you
can't let go..
Love comes to those who still hope
although they have been
disappointed... To those who still
believe although they have been
betrayed.. To those who still need
to love although they have been
hurt
before and to those who have
COURAGE and FAILTH to build
TRUST again...
It takes only a minute to get a
crush on someone.. an hour to
like someone and a day to love
someone.. but it takes a lifetime
to
forget someone...
Don't go for looks, they
can deceive you; don't go
for wealth.. even that
fades away.
Go for someone who
makes you smile because
it takes only a smile to
make dark days seem
bright....
HOPE YOU FIND THE
SOMEONE THAT MAKES
YOU
SMILE... :D
Thursday, December 22, 2016
Slam Poetry: When I Was Thirteen
Spoken by her |
When I was 13 I didn't believe
that I was beautiful
so when people told me I was
beautiful I wanted to look them
in the eyes and ask them what
that meant
what is beautiful, what do you
mean by that
but instead
I would smile and say thank you
because I don't want to come
across as rude not accepting
their comment but how do you
accept the compliment you don't
understand, you don't believe my
entire life I never felt
beautiful
I was told I wasn't the point
that I believe that I wasn't
because of the way that I look
not because of who Iam because
of my appearance
I was not beautiful I looked in
the mirror and thought that was
all beauty could be when you can
see in a mirror is when I
thought he was because the world
around me was telling me that
that is beauty
so when I looked in the mirror
and only saw things that I wish
I could change
I didn't feel beautiful I saw my
acne no gap between my thighs my
discolored teeth
I didn't feel beautiful when
someone would say something like
God doesn't make mistakes
I would want to raise my hand
and say well what about me what
about me
because I felt like a mistake I
always felt like I couldn't feel
beautiful because every movie
every song that I heard told me
that I couldn't without the
validation of others they would
say you don't know you're
beautiful but here Iam to tell
you that you are so that means
that you are but why why can't I
feel beautiful on my own
that was until I realized that I
can it all changed one day when
I was a library and a girl
laughed out loud at the book she
was reading
hi I thought to myself that is
beautiful and it confused me for
a moment because I wasn't
talking about her appearance
I ran home and looked in the
mirror and ask myself are you
beautiful and for the first time
in my life I responded with yes
yes you are
I repeated it 10 20 30 times
until I was consumed with the
thought I am beautiful I finally
didn't see my appearance
I saw the people that I love
around me in a sea of support
I said things in the world that
make me happy I saw the little
things about me that makes me
unique and different from the
rest of the people in the world
of my finally felt beautiful
I want to walk that night and
name something beautiful about
everything around me I could
finally see beauty and
everything around me
that was everything to me and if
I could tell them me that didn't
know her worth or the fact that
she is beautiful
anything it would be this some
people live their entire lives
without knowing that they're
beautiful
some people die with the thought
Iam NOT beautiful understand
that beauty is perception though
there is a dictionary definition
of the word beauty beauty has no
real definition because it is
redefined everyday and you you
are a definition of beautiful
someone finds your laugh your
intelligence your thoughts and
every little thing you don't
like about yourself beautiful
and who are you to tell them
they aren't you are blinded by
your insecurities and hid away
by your fear but please try and
no true beauty
because when I was 13 I wish I
knew
how beautiful Iam
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Tuesday, December 13, 2016
National Poetry Slam Finals 2014 - "Say No" By Olivia Gatwood, Megan Falley
Spoken by Olivia Gatwood and Megan Falley |
sweet in the air like the national anthem.
It's baseball season! And you love baseball and
going to these games with your boyfriend.
And today it might be the perfect day
As you watch the little boys with their sticky
grins on their fathers shoulders.
As you watch all the happy people on the
Jumbotron.
And then you see your own face and your
boyfriend down on one knee.
And then you see an engagement ring so big it
blinds the screen.
And when when he looks at you, like he caught
the home-run ball
And then you look up and see the thousands of
people in the stadium rooting for you
To do it. To say yes!
This is for the woman who says no.
They will boo you as you run down the stadium
steps because it will never be the wedding aisle.
Someone will throw popcorn at you because it will never be rice or confetti.
Someone will catch your wrist because it will never be the bouquet.
They will call you a villain, a bitch.
They will call you worse
They will curse the day you learned any other
words besides
Yes
And sorry
The ones that think themselves kind will ask why
you couldn't just fake it for the screen.
Why you had to make "no" a public thing
There are little girls in the audience after all and
you denied them their
FUCKING fairy tale
Someone will tell you now ex-boyfriend how
undeserving you are.
How any sane woman would have loved that proposal.
And you must have not been shit anyway
Probably crazy, and he will nod
And somewhere a man calls a woman from
outside his car window
"Hey sexy! Come closer"
She says "no"
"Cunt, you're ugly anyway!"
Somewhere a woman argues for a higher salary
And her coworker call her a bitch in the break
room
Somewhere a woman's friends signed her up for
a makeover show
The audience laughs when she says she loves
her sweatpants
The audience laughs when they throw them out
anyway
Somewhere a girl is told that if she doesn't want
to hear the song about rape
Don't listen to it!
But it follows her in the supermarket, the gym,
the girl's clothing aisle
And now she knows all the words
Somewhere a woman is told to get naked at frat
parties, she refuses
A boy with a kind smile puts his arm around her,
offers her a beer filled with the magic that erases
No
Her vocabulary, Iam 16 in the managers office
of my first job
My boss, whispers a list of the things he will do
to my body
I say "no" and he threatens my next paycheck.
My long term boyfriends bed, after having sex 5
times already that morning
I say "no" and he says
"This probably isn't going to work"
Then Connecticut a girl is asked to senior prom by
someone other than her boyfriend
She says "no" and his knife blooms a corsage in
her chest
California, a young virgin boy thinks about you
and the ones like you
The ones that said "no" and the audience that
boos
And the poor sucker who was owed something
then denied it.
And he cocks his gun
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