Friday, 23 April 2010


Walking down the isle
Make up slapped on my face
True beauty hidden
My bleeding red sari
Painfully stunning
Hand made detailing
Weighing a ton
My feet feeling like bricks unwilling to walk further
The heals paining the soles of my feet
Blisters scarring my toes
I see a stranger waiting for me
The man I’m about to spend the rest of my life with
I look down like a shy bride
Trying to contain tears that may spill
Joy is far from what I feel
The gold bangles on my hands feel heavier
Like the pressure you put on me
To marry so young
My life was just beginning
My dreams yet unfulfilled
A promising future was awaiting me
But you pulled me back
You chosen a path for me
Which I wasn’t ready to take
I could have done something with my life
But you didn't understand and didn't want to
My life is over before it even began
I stand frozen
Unaware that the tears have began to fall from my eyes.


  1. Nicely written. Really captures the reality in a lyrical way. Bravo!