Wedding day

i wanted to do something similar to a poem our teacher showed us....

Wedding Day

Weave me a winter white gown
with silk from a spider’s web,

Adorned with old, dull pearls,

and stitched with a puppeteer’s thread.

 

Fix my disheveled black hair
with hairpins of fake gold and silver.
Do it properly without my aid,

for I cannot bear to look in the mirror.

 

Patch up my face with the finest powder and make-up,
coupled with lipstick of pink amber.
Make me appear as a porcelain doll;
as beautiful as Snow White but forever slumbered.

 

Highlight my eyes with gray mascara,
a dull color would suit these dreary eyes;

Reflected in them is my soul,

Now, on the floor as scattered shards it lies.

 

Place the ring that was soaked in blood and tears
in my fingers�"swollen and torched,
But I’m sure your hand, as cold as winter,
won’t be able to feel a corpse.

 

Make sure the veil covers my eyes and ears
to hide the tears flowing,

To drown out those piercing voices;

Hysteria comes from their symphony unending.

 

The wheels of fate had already turned,

the moment I was conceived in the womb.

Now, I must carry out their verdict

until the day I rest in my tomb.

 

No longer will I be free as a dove;

Never will I reach the sky.

Chains of tradition constrict my wings,

leaving me on the ground unable to fly.

 

 

.Like the flower under the tree,

in its shade and earthly comfort it may wallow

But then I will rarely see the sun;

My only worth is standing in your shadow

 

 

Perhaps, if Romeo and Juliet were not just a play

then I would accept their judgment.

But even God did not bless love

on this wretched engagement. 

 

Line up the aisle with withered flowers.
The rain drenched them soaking wet
along with filthydrops of water,

they fall on the crimson carpet.

 

Also, I’d rather walk barefoot.

with each step, the glass slippers scar my feet.

At least, as I walk down this path,

let my pride mask my grief.

 

Play not merry music to delight the crowd

but a ballad of my bravado.

or Mozart’s requiem

that matches better my inner melody and echoes.

 

Lastly, remind me to smile,
as the vows are taken,
as the fabricated lies bear fruit,
for I will forevermore be in this hellish haven.

 

 

Author's Note

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