When tears true trickle down,
The house resembles a conquered town;
Despite the dazzle, the festive air...
Prepared for the farewell of the lady fair.
The whole world to a standstill comes
And silence prevails amid sound of drums;
Aeons of age will now be confined
Just to memories in the mind!
But behind this pain- this natural act-
The lady's future is tied in tact
With a chosen hand, a merchant of dreams,
For a lifetime of love and bliss, it seems! ! !
Debasish Mishra
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