to be slashed
the vein split into two
lacerating pool of blood
oozing life's potion in directions
one never knew
breatheless, lifeless
the body does live
the flame burns in agony
far beneath the Himalayan valleys
Forethink, foretell
what lies ahead
in the journey of a nightingale
the lore of sunrise and sunsets she sang mellifluously
picking grains of love from every field
wrapped in petals of myriad flowers
the tale of unsung love
thus sets to end!
-Soumya
Oh ! Well ! I do write everyday , only that I posted mostly on Insta and FB , but since this lockdown, don’t feel like going on the social sites and hence re started here.Thanks.
soumyav 
So good to see you writing frequently Soumya ji. 😊
Oh ! Well ! I do write everyday , only that I posted mostly on Insta and FB , but since this lockdown, don’t feel like going on the social sites and hence re started here.Thanks.
Ahh, I’m not on social media anymore so I wouldn’t know.
Ohhh ! thts why
Amazing ! Really amazing
Thanks dear jenny . Hope you are fine and safe
Yup, am good. You still in Shj? Isn’t it?
Noo. shifted bback long ago in 2015 to india
Oh is it? Where are you these days
Pune
Stay safe! Keep us posted with your amazing pieces
Love
Thanks dear. You too. Take care