menash mohan shrestha

Rookie (1986/12/14 / nepal)

menash mohan shrestha Poems

1. Love 5/29/2011
2. Doomsday 5/29/2011
3. Friend In Need 5/29/2011
4. Loneliness In Language 5/29/2011
5. Humanity & Evolution 5/28/2011
6. Roses Vs Orchids 7/5/2011
7. Exam Fever 7/5/2011
8. Exorcizing My Ghost 7/8/2011
9. Tofu And My Guru 8/3/2011
10. Mistress Of Mystery 8/15/2011
11. My Moon 8/17/2011
12. My Body Parts Go Against Me 8/17/2011
13. Only For You 8/19/2011
14. Angels And Demon 2/3/2012
15. Sick Mind 2/3/2012
16. Freedom 2/3/2012
17. Request With Deference 2/3/2012
18. Love Vs Hate 2/3/2012
19. Flames 6/1/2012
20. Love Letter By My Refrigerator 6/4/2012
21. Secret Temptation 7/18/2012
22. Secret Temptation Ii 7/18/2012
23. Long Distance Relationship 7/18/2012
24. Love Letter By Refrigerator 7/18/2012
25. Scientist 7/18/2012
26. Happy Nurse Day 6/11/2013
27. My Queen 6/11/2013
28. A Dark Poem 4/17/2011
29. Expectations And Results 5/22/2011
30. My Quondam Girl 5/26/2011
31. My Love 5/26/2011
32. Ailing Girl 5/26/2011
33. Alcoholic Night 5/26/2011
34. Japanese Tsunami 5/26/2011
35. The Vampires Are Out 5/26/2011
36. Mother Of Death 5/26/2011
37. My Lovely Machine 5/26/2011
38. The Balloon Effect 5/28/2011
39. Heartless Lover 5/28/2011
40. Tattered Temptation 5/28/2011

Comments about menash mohan shrestha

  • Shraman Bajracharya Shraman Bajracharya (9/11/2012 11:48:00 AM)

    all the poems are so good

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  • Tapas Baidya Tapas Baidya (6/1/2012 3:13:00 AM)

    He rose from his ashes when the fire burnt the dark, a strong line that gives us a fantastic imagery. Thanks a lot for your new poem 'Flames'.
    Tapas, India

Best Poem of menash mohan shrestha

Valentine's Satire

Down the aisle i met people with
masquerade,
With there tongues laden with words so
clichéd,
Seems like they're vying for their own
crusade,
To display en masse their own mermaid,
Today poor st. Valentine is so betrayed,
Even the lovers exchange the rose that are home made.

Read the full of Valentine's Satire

My Love

That brow when rose, browbeats me,
To fall into your pliable foot.
Your tip of tounge, my elixir source,
When enchants my name,
Seems like you christened me everytime.
Those blue eyes when beckon
Upon me,
I'm taken to the never-neverland...
And I see you in every dreams and reveries.

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