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Dead Roses and Dead Soul

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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 https://medium.com/storymake

~The Ineradicable Mark of past~ (Short Story)

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Hi all..
Here is one of the latest story i have penned.

This fiction story resembles juvenile stage of some group of the youth and the ineradicable mark.The youth as a agent and love as a cause is just a small example but we have many of them in our society today. My this post no where promotes the involvement of crime in society, but it is about those unknowingly committed mistake where only and only the single person is suffering during and even after the incident. Here goes on story, Dont forget to put your valuable comments..and yeah, in the end, i will explain why i particularly choose this condition.




~The Ineradicable Mark of past~ (Short Story)

He has to tell everything to her. But he is afraid. He is too afraid.

Either he would say it or not, someday she will come to know about it. So he found better to get it shared and let her know everything. But again, if he will share it, he was aware of consequence that can happen and he was afraid of it. He was afraid that h…