Bride She Is, But Not My Bride Poem by Anees Rahman

All these days, I wait the day,
Now that day has come,
Pour delicious healthy words,
Till I say, 'had some.'
Bride she is and bride she was,
And her heart was mine,
The girl I loved, still I love,
Hurt me more than fine,
still I love and still I love,
All her thoughts were mine,
Music plays the singers sing,
filling evils dine.

Hands on him and eyes on me,
All her hearts were mine,
Call me not and shake me not,
Till she show some sign,
Walking splendor, words tender
men will hail you high,
Silent thoughts of days that passed,
Now my heart will cry,
Fill with words and wipe my tear,
Pour me some more wine,
Music plays the singers sing,
filling evils dine.

Friends and kins, gone far away,
call them all to me,
comfort me, give me a hug
raise me up, off knee
guard my shoulders, please elders
let me cry out loud
blistering cold, climb my veins
walk me off this crowd,
O my girl in wedding gown,
ain't she just too fine
Music plays the singers sing,
filling evils dine.

Give a rope, tied with a knot,
I will hang my self,
mad enough, imagining,
I will kill my self,
beautiful bride, darling bride,
she was all I had,
smile to me, lie by my side,
begging you my love,
quit marrying, please resign,
come with me, my shine
Music plays the singers sing,
filling evils dine.

All these days I wait the day,
Now this day has come,
Pour delicious healthy words,
Till I say, 'had some'.