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,

But 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’