Monday, October 06, 2008

A Bride's Tale

She was one of the two
But second to none on the day
On the verge of entering a life so new
The life she had longed for all the way

Wearing a shade of venetian red
With jewels and gold and flowers galore
Gorgeous as they made her look
None was as beautiful as the smile she wore

With the blessings of the Gods
In the presence of thunder and rain
She walked to the ceremony pavilion
Showing determination despite the pain

With bashful eyes she sat
On her beloved’s right
It was what she had dreamed of
The dream she was living tonight.


Garlands of flower the exchanged
Apart from vows witnessed by the Holy Fire
Praying to the Gods to bless them
And fulfil their true desire.

The emotions that showed in their eyes
Of trust and truth and belonging
They lived in their hearts before
The vows just gave them a new meaning

They were bound at last
By a bond so legitimate and pure
For this lifetime and the six that followed
To the disease to which there was no other cure

As happy was the wedlock
There were prices to pay
Of separation from the loved ones
She had to move away

For her little world beckoned
The world she will build on her own
With responsibilities to shoulder
But in this, she won’t be alone.

3 comments:

Silent Screamer said...

some bride huh?:P..very nice poem..loved it!

Pallavi said...

The lovely bride,walking with pride but with many untold apprehensions dat she is trying to hide...
Did i just attempt poetry?
Ok..i'm surprised!
n i knw u'll chide! :P
Lovely poem..n yes i shall never try my hand at poetry again!

Vishy said...

THIS is a reminder that you shouldnt try poetry? Whow...