Pushpa Tuladhar
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Bramha ViharA Poem by Pushpa TuladharBramha Vihar, also called Chatu Bramha Vihar – The assembly of Divinity or immeasurable in Buddhism has four moral virtues, namely Loving Kin.. |
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Satin,A Poem by Pushpa TuladharCaught alone in the clear vacuum of the darkness pricked by the thorn of moonless night, I submersed into the flashes of light that transcends fro.. |
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The EmptinessA Poem by Pushpa TuladharCan the emptiness eavesdrops to its own words by its ears lucidly – in the darkness wrapping its room. |
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An Ordained BeautyA Poem by Pushpa TuladharSoi Pyei Thasin, the well-known Burmese Cine artist, Singer and Model after having ordained as the Buddhist monk. |
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The StrokesA Poem by Pushpa TuladharThen the posture of his body half immovable and other half movable being altered instantly in its body confronted the torture of no limit. |
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An Old Worn ShoesA Poem by Pushpa TuladharDiscarded in the gutter, Trailed by the way of my journey, A pair of my old worn out shoes |
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ImageryA Poem by Pushpa TuladharThe melodic whispers of the chilly breeze rupture the seed soiled to sprout to bloom totally and clearly. |
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My SelfieA Poem by Pushpa TuladharBefore the dawn ripens, My beloved wakes up. By her side I’m still roused In the bemused dream. The fragrance of her hairs .. |
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NirvanaA Poem by Pushpa TuladharI took my shoes off and entered into the room of darkness of which the shiny black satin slipped from her shoulder exposing the tender flesh hung.. |
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The PurseA Poem by Pushpa TuladharThe diary of my working days |