Follow Vishal Dutia on WordPress.comIndian brides ‘procession
in group marriages
arrayed in orange-red
pure silk and shiny
satin wedding gowns~~~~
waiting to ride upon
their golden chariots,
wearing enormous
floral garlands of
White scented jasmine
and red and orange roses~~~
Their departure from their
parental homes under
the moonlit night sky
studded with constellations
of innumerable stars
twinkling and sparkling
to bless the wedded couples
towards their new destinations~
The new Eden at their
husband’s home,
that is supposed to be
their final zone~~
whether it’s paradise
or a burning hell~~~
depends upon her tolerance
and her written fate~~
The cerulean sky is greeting
them, wishing them well
with best wishes of a happy
and successful life~~~
bidding them farewell to a
new doll’s house—-
Autumn moon is staring at them
wondering what shall their
future be~~~~~
Trees are festooned with
yellow and orange blossoms–
the autumnal trees
in tangerine hues, the azure
firmament looking like
sapphire ocean,
the gypsum moon glittering
with indigo tinge,
the sky has sprinkled it’s
blue colour upon the hills~~~
the autumnal grass is
adorned in chartreuse hue
this panoramic paradise
is a rarest view,
the pale grass tinted with
Vermillion shades~~~~~~
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