I offered myself as an offering
On the altar of beguiled love
Surrendering to the rules of heart
Walked endlessly falling routes
Thorns pierced and so did words
Heart bruised
Wounds opened
Flowers showered when praise showcased
for reason…
Utterless,thankless,
Struggling forever
Oh! The petals shriveled and dried the nectar
Colours forgotten and music lost in
Path to heaven.
An offering I made of myself ,
Nothing more to offer
Seasons change
And I remain thus forever.
©Soumya
soumyav 
What expression that dances on the heart and traced on the soul. It’s a voice that whispers to enjoy every bit and slice of life, Soumya.
Thanks a lot Vishal for the compliment and words
Sounds like a difficult path to walk
Ya, untraveled paths are always difficult. Thanks for reading Bjorn .