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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

The Sour Grapes

The Sour Grapes
"Dude, She didn’t deserve you, Forget her!"

"I do not know on what angle you find her beautiful, There are many others bro."

"Have you seen her attitude, that sucks more than anything?"

"Have you ever seen without make up? She is horrible in that"

"Thank God that he went away, Else he would have made your life Hell out of it!"

Early in My primary level of School, I had gone through one story of Fox trying to grab grapes of taller tree, well above it’s reach. After many failing attempts of catching the grapes, he concludes it is sour and runs away. . May Be, Today’s Love is the same, We keep saying good words until it is in our reach and we tag them with words bitter than’sour’ when they are beyond our reach.
I beg a pardon if there is somebody who is saying, "One more blog by Suraj on Love and Relationship, Disgusting!" . My continue post on this topic might have bored many of you, but deep within my heart, I find …