Thursday, September 13, 2012

WEDDED and WEEDED [the funeral of marriage]



Just yesterday...

He wore a tie, she wore a veil.
And yes, I looked, no face was pale
As both of them walked down the aisle,
In sweet rehearsed musical style.

He gave the ring sporting with a smile
And said the words showing no guile.
She took the ring brimming with tears,
Soft tears of joy, and buried fears...

Now today...

He shouts and throws two angry fists,
She cries in pain but can't resist.
His hardened knuckles punch and scrape
And leaves her pretty face reshaped.

Inside he quakes e'en as he leaves;
She keeps a strong face but she grieves.
...Under a bed, a young heart bleeds,
Two teary eyes defy their lids.

Tomorrow...

They'll go with bulging files - not rings-
Each filled with pain from verbal stings.
And none of them will bare their grudge
Even as, mute,  they'll face the judge!

Two broken hearts beyond repair
Will live with pain they did prepare.
A third, still young, is strung between-
Wrinkled and scarred before his teen!

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