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- Desire


Stars of dark sky, reads my life and its unwritten books,
Beauty of rainbow decorates here to give attractive looks
Cloud of heart, thunders to produce ocean of tears of joy
This was a desire for his partner desired by a simple boy.

A simple desire that changed someone and the way he thinks
A desire that promised strange relation to give a new link
He prayed with his lord asking to fulfill every one of it
This was in someone’s love, desired not only to desire it.

Desire of sharing every thought till the last moments
Desire of spending every span living in a simple tent
Desire of having you in the every world I ever dream
Perhaps, Desired to make our future relation out of scream

Desire of gifting you each happiness that you desire
Desire of leading you to success, giving it every prior
Desire of giving you company in front of the living crowd
This was desire for that angel who often made me proud.

Perhaps some desire are desired by human only to be desired
Desired, yes we desire it, so that destiny can fulfill its desire
And this desire was instrument to fulfill someone’s cruel desire.
Had never desired the day of not being present in her heart & desire

Still for forever, permanently, my brain wants to store those desire
So that my heart could think of desiring again those desire
So that my entire body could step forward to fulfill those desire
People says this is a desire which one in a thousand people desire

It’s not necessary that all desire is need to be fulfilled
But some desire gives joy, even if they remain incomplete
Even for our lifetime, we keep on desiring different destination
To see it being fulfilled by someone, its only our expectation

Shall never mind if I am used only to fulfill your desire
Because your desire getting fulfilled, was one of the my desire
My desires are often for you, dedicating my life only for you
So I say my life for that beautiful angel, my desire only for you

My love for that beautiful angel, my life for that angel
The only I know that my desire are only for that beautiful angel
My love for that beautiful angel
My life for that beautiful angel
My desire for that beautiful angel
My desire for that beautiful angel


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