Suman Pokhrel Quotes

“Every morning
I wake up with the news
of bloodshed.
I feel my body,
desperate to know whether
I'm still alive.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“I asked none
why life ends in ways uncertain.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“I felt I was getting enraged
and losing my speech
like them losing their dreams.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“Life was running,
running after a mirage-like desires.
I met him, by chance,
resting for a night
on a bank of Time.
observed him like a
seer does.
pinched to awaken.”

— Suman Pokhrel

The dream too thinks twice, gets filtered to go soft
to be seated on children's eyes.

— Suman Pokhrel

“Let me not so much be lost in involvements
as would make me incapable of
recognizing the fragrance of the flower
beaming in my own yard.”

— Suman Pokhrel

Thank God,
my name isn't in the list of those
who died or were
killed yesterday!

— Suman Pokhrel

I like desires like children
and their plays
that tease me now and then into
knowing life.

— Suman Pokhrel

“I salute my desires with a bow.
were it not for them to come and play
mind would be empty just like me.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“Commands-
you're sure to hear from above
if you're placed down below.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“Will you please go journeying
for your own sake,
till I come living a moment of life?”

— Suman Pokhrel

“I chose none to ask
why the wind was blowing there
chasing the fogs.”

— Suman Pokhrel

Through years of my prime
I walked with a heart
crazy about love.

— Suman Pokhrel

“I wanted my heart to bloom
and shelter a shadow of love.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“I wanted to paint a picture,
in indelible print, across
the canvass of my heart.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“If
I'd ever grown prosperous like ShahJahan was,
I'd not have waited for my beloved's death
before I erected a Taj Mahal.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“I would regard meanings
given by others so far
as refreshing boon,
I would still be enamoured of rose
or any heartless flower's smell
if tender tides of your affection
had not suffused
the pollens of my heart
with loving aroma.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“I shall not go out at all
given that my love is here
shall always stay attached to these hearts.
I shall never bid farewell to this place!
But I have to send this body
anyhow from here.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“Some people are so stiff-necked that they cannot think any other way than their own preconceived ideas.”

— Suman Pokhrel

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

— Suman Pokhrel

“Every moment age is creeping up stealthily,
but life, life is melting down
like a candle that is flickering around.”

— Suman Pokhrel

I feel my body, desperate to know whether I'm still alive.

— Suman Pokhrel

No matter how happy you are; start assuming, suspecting and doubting; and make yourself the most unhappy person on the universe.

— 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

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

— Suman Pokhrel

“Love is a feeling and its expression is an art.”

— Suman Pokhrel

Poets are the most difficult creatures to work with.

— Suman Pokhrel

“Human being is the most complicated chapter of existence.”

— Suman Pokhrel

“We are similar. I miss you and you miss my call.”

— 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

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

— Suman Pokhrel

“Without asking anybody's advice
I turned myself insane
sitting under the same sun
and the same clouds.”

— 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

Does the beauty of life remain alive without making a comparison?

— 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

“Am I living myself? I often wonder.”

— Suman Pokhrel

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

— Suman Pokhrel

“Life's mystery continued to trouble me
A question came to my mind,
is freedom dearer than life?
or does it become easier to live
when life becomes difficult?”

— 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

“He (life) got to his feet with a sudden jerk,
collected his blanket
and then darted away in such a great haste
that till this date, I've not seen him again.”

— Suman Pokhrel

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

— 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

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

— 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

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

— Suman Pokhrel

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

— 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

An uneasy rhythm of life is more life like than an easy death

— Suman Pokhrel