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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

~~Expressing myself~~ (love letter)

~~Expressing myself~~
(self composed love letter)

Hi Anamika,I truly never dreamed, that someday I would be penning my thoughts this way.Many times, quandary had caught me regarding my decision to pour out myself, but this delighted heart and anxious mind was never with the positive thoughts, perhaps with the fear, ‘after else, I might lose what I have today’.Among the best moments to recall in my college life, from last 18 months, the virtual involvement of someone special has matter me little more than everything. The time when my literature had started fading due to excess of imagination, she arrived in my life; she arrived as ‘girl of my life literature’. But as span with time, she created her own space to be settled in my life. Not only as first and last thought of a day, her appearance in my dream, every alternate day, used to heal my nightmares, giving me the question, “is she the same princess who is supposed to rule the remaining phase of my life….!!!!With the mo…

~~The flowing water~~

Earlier, joining BSc, I thought myself; I will have lots of time to enjoy for my daily activities... I shall go for every new movie, I shall visit beach at least in alternate weekends and I will concentrate myself on my biggest passion, i.e. writing!!!

From the time of failure and depression to a beautiful morning, from a NSS volunteer to NSS leader of college and from the stage of dropper student to being sort listed in final 8 for Best All-rounder students of the college I underwent many changes in my personal and college life wishing time to go for my favor, very soon!!

But, time, of course, never follows the way we wish it to go...
and with the busy schedule of myself, I was trying to keep in touch with my friends through any of means, expecting them to be for me too...!!!

I was out of contact for more than a month with one of my best friend of virtual world. Not only that, since last one year, our conversation used to be limited one or two mail in a month... No time for a chat too!!!…