Showing posts from February, 2012

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

my tongue will sing only songs to praise you

And hence, my tongue will sing only songs to praise you.
My spirit will rejoice only your presence
My feet will pave the way that you will show me
and for my whole life, My Dear God,
I will keep serving you, till my last breath..........
my tongue will sing only songs to praise you...

Poem- That Pain:

That Pain

You might have noticed a pain within you, and may be, your understanding could have lead to identify the limit of tough phase your love might be carrying. We ourselves and within our confidence, we can resolve the every big obstacles. But for the little pain your love carries within them, they isolate their-selves or go out of your life, just to avoid hurting you....

Can any pain be greater than this?
I am unable to describe this situation properly, but yeah, Here I am penning a topic something close of my heart which I wanted to sketch from long ago...!!!


On those moments, when you were with frustration and pain
And throwing me outside, you had asked me to leave the train;
Staying in an isolated room, when you ignored my every call,
My dear, with paranoid, that was time I got so much concerned.

Believe me; I just stayed outside that room, waiting for your move
To hold your hands, in my arms for the other time to hug and love;
Anxious on myself, for door to be…