Dead Roses and Dead Soul

Dead Roses and Dead Soul No one saw his major loss

Every morning 
walking up to miles
he collects roses
with the hope
he can give them to her one day Every afternoon
forgetting disappointments
he collects hope
with the dream 
she will be with him one day Even by the end of the day,
those fading roses on his desk
and depressed soul within him,
both continue to live
with a desire of reconciliation someday Times changed
but she didn’t. His soul continues to breathe
he sprays water to roses
hoping neither of them dies
hoping they both live for one more day
where they can hope for one more. She never came back
she decided she won’t. Roses withered and died
his soul grieved and died.
He buried roses and his soul
with no hope of a further journey
with no desire for tomorrow. All saw dead roses
being sorry for its loss
but the dead soul within him
no one cared to search
and remained invisible forever. Suraj Ghimire 2020 This poem was first posted on

poem- colors of love

Colors of love

Remembering the tasteless life before I realized this color
Crying for the useless life before I got this color
The color of life, the color of joy and color of success
People say somewhere it is similar to color of love, color of love

I used to dream of being overshadowed by color of love
I used to pray with my lord asking to show me this color of love
Didn’t knew whether it was red, whether it was white or any other
Only knew it would be like my heart, to remain in my heart

This color has gifted me such a many things I can’t explain
This color has changed me on such way I can’t express
Still I got it, I realized it, and I went to follow it, to find it
Then got to know Color of my love was not from my place

Truly this color of love is today my reason to live
I want to keep it thinking as yours, yeah only and only your gift
Your arrival made all these things happen, all these created
You are that same color of love, my color of love and color of my life
Color of my life
Color of my love
Color of my heart
Color of my love


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