@sameenshakya
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Poetry Workshop by Sameen at Cinnamon Garden
Poetry Workshop by Sameen at Cinnamon Garden
MARTIN CHAUTARI - CHAKATI BAHAS | SPEAKER, SAMEEN SOTANG SHAKYA | AUTHOR, YUVAL NOAH HARARI | NEXUS | EP - 101 |
MARTIN CHAUTARI - CHAKATI BAHAS | SPEAKER, SAMEEN SOTANG SHAKYA | AUTHOR, YUVAL NOAH HARARI | NEXUS | EP - 101 |
‘बुकाहोलिक्स’ले सञ्चालन गर्दै आएको चकटी बहसको एक सय एक श्रृंखलामा युवल नोअ हरारीको ‘नेक्सस’ किताब माथि छलफल गरेको थियो । ।#damessages #bookaholic #chakatibah...
Poetry Session with Sameen for ConfidentSteps
Poetry Session with Sameen for ConfidentSteps
Published Poetry
Active Muse
Active Muse
Abattoir Blues
Abattoir Blues
Sameen Shakya’s poems have been published in Alternate Route, Cosmic Daffodil, Hearth and Coffin, Roi Faineant and Thin Veil Press, to name a few. Born and raised in Kathmandu, Nepal, he moved to the USA in 2015 to pursue writing.
A 'Holiday in Cambodia' Type Poem
A 'Holiday in Cambodia' Type Poem
A Peculiar Pain by Sameen Shakya | redrosethorns publications | mental health
A Peculiar Pain by Sameen Shakya | redrosethorns publications | mental health
Discover the depth of infatuation in Sameen Shakya's 'A Peculiar Pain' poem. Explore the emotions of a poem on infatuation and longing. redrosethorns publishes writing centred around mental health, gender/sexuality, self-care, and empowerment to create more information and conversations around these topics. As well as build connections within our global community.
All Fathers Fear an Empty House
All Fathers Fear an Empty House
A Penchant For Broken Things
A Penchant For Broken Things
Aureation Zine Issue 5 : Dread
Aureation Zine Issue 5 : Dread
Blip | The Quasar Review
Blip | The Quasar Review
Blue daisies journal - Issue II / Poem : Wine and Whine
Blue daisies journal - Issue II / Poem : Wine and Whine
BOMBFIRE
BOMBFIRE
Buddha Was a Husband, Father, — The Greyhound Journal
Buddha Was a Husband, Father, — The Greyhound Journal
Cosmic Daffodil Journal - I'm Gonna Kill That Woman
Cosmic Daffodil Journal - I'm Gonna Kill That Woman
Cupid’s Roundelay
Cupid’s Roundelay
From Her To Eternity — Thin Veil Press
From Her To Eternity — Thin Veil Press
Glassworks Fall 2024 - (PDF) Page 12
Glassworks Fall 2024 - (PDF) Page 12
Havik: Inside Brilliance - (PDF) Page 231
Havik: Inside Brilliance - (PDF) Page 231
Hunters Affects - (PDF) Page 16 / Page 60
Hunters Affects - (PDF) Page 16 / Page 60
Midsummer magazine - Ophelia's last lover
Midsummer magazine - Ophelia's last lover
miniMAG Issue116 (PDF) Page 3
miniMAG Issue116 (PDF) Page 3
Moonland
Moonland
Mountains in Darjeeling
Mountains in Darjeeling
Nature Boy
Nature Boy
“Oh Starry Starry Night” — MR.
“Oh Starry Starry Night” — MR.
Oyster River Pages — The Sewer Rat
Oyster River Pages — The Sewer Rat
Say Goodbye to the Little Girl Tree
Say Goodbye to the Little Girl Tree
The Faith We Muster
The Faith We Muster
The Last Poem I Write | Lines of the Mind
The Last Poem I Write | Lines of the Mind
The Malady of Inconveniences — Samjoko
The Malady of Inconveniences — Samjoko
The Seraphic Review: Issue 5 (PDF) Page 14
The Seraphic Review: Issue 5 (PDF) Page 14
The Ship Song and Lament by Sameen Shakya - Juste Literary
The Ship Song and Lament by Sameen Shakya - Juste Literary
The Sinner's Guide to Malice
The Sinner's Guide to Malice
This Luscious Rice - Sameen Shakya
This Luscious Rice - Sameen Shakya
"Trope Thunder" by Sameen Shakya
"Trope Thunder" by Sameen Shakya
Upper Mississippi HARVEST (Page 76)
Upper Mississippi HARVEST (Page 76)
Vile Bodies | Cosmic Daffodil (Page 63)
Vile Bodies | Cosmic Daffodil (Page 63)
What the US Soldier Witnessed
What the US Soldier Witnessed
2022 Spring Summer (Page 8)
2022 Spring Summer (Page 8)
Stories in The Kathmandu Post
All my heroes are junkies
All my heroes are junkies
Karna couldn’t bring himself to fully resent his alcoholic father, because, at his core, he understood.
Ashes to ashes
Ashes to ashes
Coming back to the city of ghosts
Coming back to the city of ghosts
I went to America not just for college but to start a whole new chapter of my life. A new book, even.
Fake tales of San Francisco
Fake tales of San Francisco
And that’s the light water we tread when talking about the future. The ‘future’: such a dirty word, don’t you think? At times like these I just like to sit back and listen to the words being
It was hot, we stayed in the water
It was hot, we stayed in the water
I look around and see a lot of familiar faces. So, this is what an informal college function looks like?
Just another day at the office
Just another day at the office
Out of rage, Sarita wrote a prose
Out of rage, Sarita wrote a prose
Samsara joins a poetry club
Samsara joins a poetry club
The doomed bookstore
The doomed bookstore
The fool who stayed
The fool who stayed
The herbalist’s lie
The herbalist’s lie
Tips for when you’re kidnapped
Tips for when you’re kidnapped
When Anurag met Anamika
When Anurag met Anamika
When Veera decided to run
When Veera decided to run
You’re too precious
You’re too precious
Poems in Eksentrika
'Al Cole’s Liturgy' By Sameen Shakya
'Al Cole’s Liturgy' By Sameen Shakya
Sameen Shakya's latest poem is a subtle reference to alcoholism and explores addiction's duality as both harmful and comforting.
'An Obvious Tragedy' By Sameen Shakya
'An Obvious Tragedy' By Sameen Shakya
'An Obvious Tragedy' by Sameen Shakya is a poem that remembers Icarus's triumph in flight and not just his tragic fall.
Body To Body/Job To Job By Sameen Shakya
Body To Body/Job To Job By Sameen Shakya
Dead Man In My Bed By Sameen Shakya
Dead Man In My Bed By Sameen Shakya
Dead Man in my Bed by Sameen Shakya confronts our flaws, urging us to embrace even the most repulsive aspects of our identity.
'Descent' By Sameen Shakya
'Descent' By Sameen Shakya
Growing Old Doesn’t Feel Like Growing Up By Sameen Shakya
Growing Old Doesn’t Feel Like Growing Up By Sameen Shakya
Flood Poem: 9/28/24 By Sameen Shakya
Flood Poem: 9/28/24 By Sameen Shakya
How Do You Market Despair? By Sameen Shakya
How Do You Market Despair? By Sameen Shakya
'I Dream Of Lost Vocabularies' By Sameen Shakya
'I Dream Of Lost Vocabularies' By Sameen Shakya
Lestat’s Lilt by Sameen Shakya
Lestat’s Lilt by Sameen Shakya
My Mortal Archive By Sameen Shakya
My Mortal Archive By Sameen Shakya
September 8, 2025 By Sameen Shakya
September 8, 2025 By Sameen Shakya
The Death Of Enthusiasm By Sameen Shakya
The Death Of Enthusiasm By Sameen Shakya
'The Richest Man In The World' By Sameen Shakya
'The Richest Man In The World' By Sameen Shakya
Train Long-Suffering By Sameen Shakya
Train Long-Suffering By Sameen Shakya
Poems in Sahitya Post
Allegory of the Cave
Allegory of the Cave
Sameen Shakya We danced in the moonlight in our roomsthen thought why should we leave this placeif life itself has come to us? These four walls have been our home.Out there isn’t there anymore.And what exists is in our phones.There’s really no need to explore.All stories are a lie. Why should we
A Poem for Men – Sahityapost English
A Poem for Men – Sahityapost English
Sameen Shakya Parasocial relationships with football teams will not save you nor will the moans of some porn-star blasting out your cellphone speakers or the jokes you throw at friends that hurt feelings you both swallow that then become burning ulcers you piss away on drunken nights. Alo
Aspiration Gave Me Wings
Aspiration Gave Me Wings
Beautiful Boys
Beautiful Boys
Sameen Shakya And I love how men love because there is a detail In their memory often forgotten by everyone else But them and during tender moments they bring Up the memory from their pockets and lay It on your beaten, tired face, and it’s the coolest You’ve felt for years. How sad it is tha
Brahma
Brahma
Sameen Shakya How does Brahma walk forward with four sights opposite but same? Can he glean what forward is? Or must he check his hands and feet to figure out which way to walk? Or has he found a way to be walking backwards without tripping? Is that, to him, as normal as breathing? Or can
Children are Always Innocent
Children are Always Innocent
Dull City
Dull City
Happiness Means Avoiding Thought
Happiness Means Avoiding Thought
Three Poems by Sameen Shakya
Three Poems by Sameen Shakya
Tundra
Tundra
Womb + Memory = Music
Womb + Memory = Music
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