Bride Poem by Dr. Abhilasha
Bride
It is almost a sacrilege
To mate
Without wedding one's dreams
To the other's
And share the joy
When it comes to life
Or the sorrow when it dies.
How can I be your bride, Sir?
You dream but through sleeping-pills.
And by the way, are they dreams
Sweet dreams! ! Or nightmares
The ghost of your day's deeds.
Monday, July 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: reality
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