PULCHRITUDINOUS BRIDE
PULCHRITUDINOUS BRIDE
Oh! My oculars can’t forget the glimpse of the face,
Filled in gorgeousness, marvel and grace,
A face which made one amazed,
The one who ventured to gaze.
The utmost charismatic bride,
And indeed who deserves the phrase ‘beauty personified’
The veiled beauty, who unveiled her charm
Her beauty seemed unmatched,
And I fell in love with her relentless calm.
Her aura, her cheer,
Her dauntless demeanour,
Was truly an enchanter, a bewitcher
The cherry on the cake was the jewellery she did wear,
Bu
t to the taboos of a bride she did not adhere
She wasn’t like that bride,
The people prejudice
The image formed in their mind
An easy-going soul,
An indigo child
One of a kind,
Not shying away like a kid,
Neither did she blush
Nor she hid
She did laugh,
She did dance,
The treat of a glance
and with her groom, she looked damn cute,
This is just a tribute
To the adorable, pulchritudinous bride
And indeed who deserves the phrase
‘BEAUTY PERSONIFIED’