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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

~Love, Friendship and Many More~

~~Love... Friendship... && many more....~~ 

We do find many people in our life and in our journey. Some are stamped as glorious moments of our life. Some of them remain as friend, some remain as strangers..... Another strange of life we find is that though sometime being very good friend, some people remain as strangers and among the crowd of those real strangers, some get settled in our life as a closest friend of our life.... 

It is not necessary that both party should share the same bond within each other because friendship or love is never about the business agreements or the final analysis of the yearly statement, because what we all share in friendship and love is the relation of emotions... We all may not be able to be in touch with all of our circles every day, the link of telepathy may not be existing with the every alternate people we share "hi...." but again we can't ignore the fact, we sometime cry in state of pain, though it may not have occurred withi…

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Music, today, tomorrow and forever....

Music are the important part of our life, No doubt on this. They are in every stages, its own from birth to death, with its own existence from morning to bed time, invincible and non-separable. when even animals enjoy in its melodious tune, Who will be the human who won't be loving this? After all, They laugh with music, they cry with music, they celebrate with music, they romance with music and they mourn with music. Music for today, tomorrow and for forever

I listen very few and limited songs with my own kind of music collections as i have always loved music and have kept it as part of my life. And especially saying, music has played a very important role in boosting my confidence and showing the way in every of my downfall and bad patch. Thanks to Music. let me say how!
The best I love in music is its Lyrics. Whenever I listen to lyrics of the music, their words are like fresh morning dew while the melodious tune are the one which gives energy. Since my early childhood, I used…

~The aNsWeR~

~The aNsWeR~
Convincing myself to deal with ‘Her Rejection.’The battle was not so easy to accept that A girl whom I love enormously doesn’t love me back, but I had to come across it. I had to at any cost.
People say The other name of love is ‘passion.’ There are times when we find things going wrong with us through the people we love the most. Their doubts, their disbelief, their anger hurts, But…. On those times when I get frustrated and disappointed from her, I pray and ask God to give me the courage to bear and stay calm. It often helps. Last week was one such day. I can’t be angry with her; She knows this. No, Nowhere. But when I find myself taken on such granted, it disappointed me a lot. I could agree, she can’t love me back or trust in the same way, but at least I deserve some respect! Frustration kept going up! Then it starts the much-heated conversation with my heart and my mind. I wanted the answer, why have I kept her in my life. Why am I making her so close here? I remember…