Diary Poetry

BRIDE

She happened to look –

The most elated and the gloomy one;

Among the thousands of gathering.

Elated, because –

The knots were tied to the one who was close to her heart.

Gloomy, because –

She had to walk out from the inland;

Where she lived for past 23 years.

She was none other than the spotlight of the day –

She was the Bride.

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