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

We Stand United

We Stand United (poem for my nepal)

We will Stand United
To be of one country
We will stand for our country
United for motherland
To be loyal children of our mother
United for mother land,
we will Stand as Nepali,
To create a power
a power that brings hope
We will stand for hope
hope of peace and love
we stand for love
love with brotherhood
we will Stand for our brother
that will unite one another
that will unite you and me
that will unite our nepal
despite of cast and creed
We will stand together
we will Stand stable
to let other know,
We are Nepali,
Powerful nepali,
powerful, yet kind and humble
We will Stand Together
for all these
We will Stand United
Not to stumble again
Not to fall again
We Stand together, united together


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