Love is a sacrifice, they say

So, she believed it to be true.

She gave her heart and soul to him

And yet nothing grew.

His torments pierced her pure heart

And his actions affected her world.

And so, the flower destined to bloom

Remained still a bud.

She was warned by others

And yet she unheard them.

For her soul loved him immensely

And her heart ached for his presence.

Despite everything, she never got

His love but still she remained mum.

She cried in silence

So, she could be seen by none.

It was heart-wrenching and soul-shattering

To see her sufferance.

But she couldn’t be helped by anyone

Until she breaks her silence.

World seemed a lot more alien

And so, she did not let her be heard.

Hence, the flower destined to bloom

Remained a bud.