Suman Pokhrel

"May life remain enamored of its own charm"

"Before getting translated, a poem already gets shrunk or expanded within the ‘sphere of intellect’ of the translator in the original language, and it again gets shrunk or expanded within the ‘sphere o…"

"The feeling I groped assuming love was nothing but a fire."

"“On translating text into the new language as it is in source language, there is a chance of it being emerged as an absurd sentence in the target language making no sense at all. In the attempt to mak…"

"“In many a situation, the images that words hide while walking forth are the desired meaning of particular words rather than the word itself. Those words sing and dance by coming out of the paper."

"May I get melted in closeness and get blazed in embrace."

"How could it be wished that poetry of a mellow age be born when this time is taking showers in the drama of loathsome taste!"

"Tonight, let us exchange every part of our bodies and every space of our souls to each other."